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 Jamaica and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 Al Stewart to the electroclash 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
Thee Headcoats,
Barrington Levy,
Man Parrish,
David Bowie,
Banda Bassotti,
Pantaleimon,
The Gap Band,
Bill Wells,
Gastr Del Sol,
Crispian St. Peters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blues Magoos,
CMW,
Jawbox,
Radiohead,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bang On A Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sexual Harrassment,
ABC,
The Raincoats,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
L. Decosne,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gong,
Das Ding,
The Moleskins,
Echospace,
Hashim,
Aswad,
Danielle Patucci,
U.S. Maple,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Tremeloes,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
Kaleidoscope,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
Outsiders,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultra Naté,
Lungfish,
Nick Fraelich,
Hasil Adkins,
The Five Americans,
New York Dolls,
Ten City,
Ultravox,
T.S.O.L.,
Silicon Teens,
Duran Duran,
Marvin Gaye,
the Slits,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.