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 East Timor and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Davy DMX to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Juan Atkins. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight 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?
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
Oblivians,
Delta 5,
Reuben Wilson,
Junior Murvin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Section 25,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Monochrome Set,
Toni Rubio,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
Rod Modell,
Severed Heads,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris Corsano,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sight & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blues Magoos,
Little Man,
Eurythmics,
June Days,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Drexciya,
Skriet,
Magma,
Deadbeat,
Davy DMX,
Connie Case,
Banda Bassotti,
D'Angelo,
Radiopuhelimet,
AZ,
Subhumans,
kango's stein massive,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Christie,
Bauhaus,
Nation of Ulysses,
Massinfluence,
FM Einheit,
The Star Department,
Public Enemy,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
Accadde A,
Quando Quango,
Pylon,
B.T. Express,
Minor Threat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
The Moleskins,
Can,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.