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 Montenegro and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pet Shop Boys to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gong,
Janne Schatter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Alison Limerick,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Golliwogs,
Patti Smith,
Organ,
Danielle Patucci,
Cybotron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Monolake,
Index,
Kenny Larkin,
June Days,
Sex Pistols,
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
Von Mondo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Whodini,
Infiniti,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Teasers,
Black Pus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Symarip,
Wings,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Shoche,
Bang On A Can,
The Motions,
The Cure,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Neon Judgement,
Blancmange,
Little Man,
Yazoo,
Bootsy Collins,
Parry Music,
The Fall,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Goldenarms,
The Trojans,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Girls At Our Best!,
Joe Smooth,
Brand Nubian,
Ronan,
Audionom,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
the Human League,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.