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 Bulgaria and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ 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 the Sonics to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Aswad,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Cowsills,
Soft Cell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Tres Demented,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Danielle Patucci,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
Yazoo,
Unwound,
Nirvana,
The Monochrome Set,
David Axelrod,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Index,
The Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Carl Craig,
Faust,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Altered Images,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Moody Blues,
The Blues Magoos,
The Velvet Underground,
The Young Rascals,
The Residents,
Slick Rick,
Wasted Youth,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Starr,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
LL Cool J,
Soft Machine,
UT,
Yusef Lateef,
Television,
John Lydon,
Freddie Wadling,
The Real Kids,
Ossler,
The Slits,
Gabor Szabo,
Y Pants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dead Boys,
Quando Quango,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ultra Naté,
Grey Daturas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.