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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rotary Connection to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Pet Shop Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Order,
The Standells,
Todd Rundgren,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cramps,
Lucky Dragons,
Kayak,
Delta 5,
X-101,
The Velvet Underground,
Donald Byrd,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eli Mardock,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nick Fraelich,
Drexciya,
Al Stewart,
The Birthday Party,
Index,
The Remains,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
Lindisfarne,
New York Dolls,
Suburban Knight,
the Germs,
Blancmange,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
AZ,
Fad Gadget,
Black Moon,
DJ Style,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barry Ungar,
The Star Department,
Scientists,
Rotary Connection,
The Music Machine,
Erasure,
Los Fastidios,
Fear,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
Jacob Miller,
Iggy Pop,
Niagra,
Siglo XX,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rapeman,
Laurel Aitken,
Sällskapet,
H. Thieme,
the Human League,
The Trojans,
Mantronix,
Ornette Coleman,
a-ha,
Glambeats Corp.,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.