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 Brunei and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Crash Course in Science to the jazz 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cymande,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-101,
Babytalk,
Dead Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Gap Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Vainqueur,
The Fall,
The Music Machine,
Ultravox,
the Human League,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Joensuu 1685,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Finger,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
the Association,
Lee Hazlewood,
Magma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Moebius,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reuben Wilson,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Chris & Cosey,
Ituana,
Morten Harket,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fear,
Agitation Free,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bang On A Can,
Dave Gahan,
AZ,
R.M.O.,
the Soft Cell,
The Mummies,
Outsiders,
EPMD,
DJ Style,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fugazi,
Brothers Johnson,
Marine Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Howard Jones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive, kango's stein massive.
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.