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 Cyprus and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 808 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 The Divine Comedy to the electroclash 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Bobby Sherman,
The Names,
Popol Vuh,
Aswad,
the Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Invisible,
The Blues Magoos,
Freddie Wadling,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Raincoats,
Cymande,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Residents,
World's Most,
Flash Fearless,
Con Funk Shun,
Vainqueur,
Model 500,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scan 7,
Los Fastidios,
Connie Case,
Scion,
Deadbeat,
The Vogues,
Sex Pistols,
These Immortal Souls,
Yellowson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Basic Channel,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Görl,
The Grass Roots,
Isaac Hayes,
The Kinks,
Section 25,
Brass Construction,
OOIOO,
Stiv Bators,
Graham Central Station,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Almond,
Lee Hazlewood,
Schoolly D,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.