Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kiribati and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
John Holt,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stetsasonic,
Fluxion,
Althea and Donna,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Wyatt,
Intrusion,
Cameo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Gap Band,
Lakeside,
The Fall,
The Grass Roots,
Roxy Music,
Desert Stars,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Schoolly D,
Quando Quango,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lower 48,
Black Sheep,
Susan Cadogan,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
Ludus,
Dead Boys,
Pagans,
The Move,
Symarip,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zapp,
Grauzone,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sandy B,
Eric Copeland,
The Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Association,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Heaven 17,
The Barracudas,
Bluetip,
Dorothy Ashby,
David Axelrod,
Sixth Finger,
Arcadia,
MC5,
AZ,
The Modern Lovers,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.