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 Kosovo and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band to the punk 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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yusef Lateef,
The Black Dice,
Interpol,
The Blues Magoos,
The Stooges,
Derrick May,
Amon Düül II,
Prince Buster,
the Bar-Kays,
Unrelated Segments,
Spandau Ballet,
The Victims,
Cheater Slicks,
ABBA,
Throbbing Gristle,
Magma,
Swell Maps,
The Human League,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
China Crisis,
Crash Course in Science,
Zapp,
the Human League,
Gang of Four,
Laurel Aitken,
The Wake,
Gabor Szabo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Main Source,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Icehouse,
Sound Behaviour,
Barrington Levy,
Siglo XX,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare,
Bob Dylan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Stereo Dub,
The Techniques,
Kerri Chandler,
Jesper Dahlback,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dark Day,
Metal Thangz,
H. Thieme,
T. Rex,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gerry Rafferty,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.