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 Gabon and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 Matthew Halsall to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Young Rascals,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
The Walker Brothers,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
Nick Fraelich,
Mark Hollis,
Public Enemy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
China Crisis,
Cymande,
Pussy Galore,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Technova,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tommy Roe,
ABC,
Roxette,
Essential Logic,
Kenny Larkin,
Radiohead,
Soul Sonic Force,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pantytec,
The Martian,
Ice-T,
Ituana,
Rekid,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fela Kuti,
Eric Dolphy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arab on Radar,
Tres Demented,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
The Beau Brummels,
The Searchers,
The Divine Comedy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Pulsallama,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Procol Harum,
Jacques Brel,
Bad Manners,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang of Four,
Peter & Gordon,
Trumans Water,
Scientists,
Wasted Youth,
The Electric Prunes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.