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 Suriname and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cymande to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Warsaw,
MDC,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
The Slits,
Funky Four + One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terry Callier,
Brand Nubian,
The Trojans,
Quantec,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
John Holt,
Marine Girls,
Surgeon,
Letta Mbulu,
Dawn Penn,
Parry Music,
Aswad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
David Bowie,
Kas Product,
Minnie Riperton,
Suburban Knight,
Q and Not U,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Womack,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
Ornette Coleman,
Nirvana,
Scion,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tres Demented,
The United States of America,
Blancmange,
Henry Cow,
Nico,
Mars,
Eric B and Rakim,
Livin' Joy,
Lalann,
Visage,
The Residents,
Kool Moe Dee,
James White and The Blacks,
Kaleidoscope,
Television,
The Techniques,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kenny Larkin,
X-101,
The Doors,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.