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 Togo and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 One Last Wish to the electroclash 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 Sarah Menescal. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lindisfarne,
Oblivians,
Johnny Clarke,
Man Eating Sloth,
Shoche,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
D'Angelo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
OOIOO,
Das Ding,
Motorama,
Magazine,
Robert Wyatt,
Bronski Beat,
Country Teasers,
Scientists,
Little Man,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
Second Layer,
Niagra,
Ohio Players,
Neu!,
The Five Americans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Charles Mingus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bob Dylan,
FM Einheit,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Techniques,
Essential Logic,
Monolake,
Gang of Four,
Tropical Tobacco,
Robert Görl,
Intrusion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tomorrow,
Susan Cadogan,
Jeff Lynne,
Television,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Stereo Dub,
The Neon Judgement,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
Urselle,
Bootsy Collins,
Byron Stingily,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
Kerri Chandler,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.