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 Finland and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba 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 Easy Going to the grime 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tim Buckley,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
DNA,
The Monochrome Set,
The Smiths,
Boredoms,
Barrington Levy,
Chrome,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
Toni Rubio,
Absolute Body Control,
Gang of Four,
Au Pairs,
The Toasters,
Chris & Cosey,
Crash Course in Science,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
The Mummies,
The Remains,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Association,
the Human League,
Nick Fraelich,
Girls At Our Best!,
Interpol,
Clear Light,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ossler,
Ronan,
Morten Harket,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marc Almond,
Marine Girls,
The Human League,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eurythmics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Saccharine Trust,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott Heron,
Livin' Joy,
Von Mondo,
Don Cherry,
Essential Logic,
Visage,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Sherman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bad Manners,
Pet Shop Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon, John Lydon.
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.