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 Colombia and from Seoul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Audionom to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Panda Bear,
Eli Mardock,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Desert Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Barbara Tucker,
Ituana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Doors,
Robert Görl,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gladiators,
Bang On A Can,
Lakeside,
Scratch Acid,
Bluetip,
Flash Fearless,
Qualms,
David Axelrod,
Barrington Levy,
Von Mondo,
Nas,
Loose Ends,
Mantronix,
Marcia Griffiths,
Simply Red,
The Grass Roots,
The American Breed,
Mars,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Fraelich,
Leonard Cohen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tres Demented,
Laurel Aitken,
Whodini,
Section 25,
The Offenders,
Roxette,
Man Parrish,
Tom Boy,
The Fall,
Bill Near,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Blackbyrds,
Althea and Donna,
Sarah Menescal,
Mo-Dettes,
Boredoms,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Angels of Light,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.