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 Togo and from Taipei.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 China Crisis to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang On A Can,
Arab on Radar,
Khruangbin,
Pharoah Sanders,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
Country Teasers,
Agitation Free,
Second Layer,
Henry Cow,
The Searchers,
Fad Gadget,
New Order,
Model 500,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
The Stooges,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Normal,
Derrick May,
The Standells,
Nirvana,
Wolf Eyes,
Shuggie Otis,
LL Cool J,
The Barracudas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oblivians,
The Divine Comedy,
Intrusion,
L. Decosne,
Mad Mike,
Lalann,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
Yellowson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Neon Judgement,
Neil Young,
Sound Behaviour,
Bad Manners,
Popol Vuh,
The Count Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Donald Byrd,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fugazi,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Germs,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.