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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tres Demented to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skarface. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Mills,
The Grass Roots,
Eli Mardock,
Ken Boothe,
Sixth Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
Aural Exciters,
Graham Central Station,
K-Klass,
New Age Steppers,
One Last Wish,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pretty Things,
Kurtis Blow,
Frankie Knuckles,
June of 44,
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Fluxion,
Lakeside,
Wings,
Anakelly,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Scratch Acid,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cymande,
Josef K,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Los Fastidios,
Bill Near,
MDC,
Brand Nubian,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Reed,
Sällskapet,
The Misunderstood,
Gichy Dan,
Piero Umiliani,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Prunes,
Dawn Penn,
Grauzone,
Pole,
Hashim,
Average White Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
The Dead C,
China Crisis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians, Oblivians.
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.