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 India and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Radiopuhelimet to the electroclash 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Godley & Creme,
Basic Channel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Model 500,
In Retrospect,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod,
Guru Guru,
Subhumans,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
Deepchord,
Morten Harket,
Porter Ricks,
Supertramp,
Gang Green,
Mandrill,
Sam Rivers,
Loose Ends,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cramps,
Idris Muhammad,
Kurtis Blow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nico,
Tears for Fears,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Skatalites,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Litter,
Gang of Four,
Symarip,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moby Grape,
Mad Mike,
The Mojo Men,
The Wake,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Section 25,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Qualms,
The Happenings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aloha Tigers,
10cc,
DNA,
The Residents,
Joey Negro,
the Human League,
Marmalade,
Letta Mbulu,
Essential Logic,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.