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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Basic Channel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mummies. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Ronan,
The Blues Magoos,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marvin Gaye,
B.T. Express,
Nils Olav,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Fania All-Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Maurizio,
The Motions,
Aloha Tigers,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Al Stewart,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
The Stooges,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Gerry Rafferty,
Leonard Cohen,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lou Reed,
Grey Daturas,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Scan 7,
Inner City,
Quando Quango,
Skriet,
Ornette Coleman,
AZ,
Pere Ubu,
Judy Mowatt,
Barry Ungar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Moody Blues,
Wire,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Freddie Wadling,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pantytec,
Half Japanese,
Lakeside,
Vladislav Delay,
Yusef Lateef,
the Soft Cell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.