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 Nicaragua and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Camberwell Now to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Raincoats. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Lalann,
The Knickerbockers,
Gastr Del Sol,
This Heat,
Crispy Ambulance,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
Wire,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sällskapet,
Half Japanese,
Silicon Teens,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
The Stooges,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lower 48,
David Axelrod,
Quadrant,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jacques Brel,
The Birthday Party,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dennis Brown,
the Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
Skarface,
Alison Limerick,
Basic Channel,
Bad Manners,
Leonard Cohen,
Banda Bassotti,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pantytec,
F. McDonald,
The Monks,
Moebius,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minny Pops,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Rundgren,
Maleditus Sound,
Con Funk Shun,
Yazoo,
Essential Logic,
LL Cool J,
Lakeside,
Los Fastidios,
Qualms,
Franke,
Von Mondo,
Bobby Byrd,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.