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 Uzbekistan and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Joensuu 1685 to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blancmange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Birthday Party,
Derrick Morgan,
Altered Images,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
The Real Kids,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Seeds,
MC5,
The Barracudas,
Popol Vuh,
Lakeside,
Minor Threat,
The Litter,
Scrapy,
Rekid,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
A Certain Ratio,
The Zeros,
Byron Stingily,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Iggy Pop,
Amon Düül,
Ronnie Foster,
Maurizio,
Easy Going,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yusef Lateef,
Archie Shepp,
The Gladiators,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Soft Cell,
Harry Pussy,
Black Bananas,
U.S. Maple,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hardrive,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fat Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Minnie Riperton,
The Grass Roots,
John Foxx,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scratch Acid,
Man Parrish,
Slave,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.