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 Maldives and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 snare 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 Darondo to the jazz 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Ten City,
Amon Düül II,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
Radio Birdman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monks,
Wire,
Piero Umiliani,
Gang Gang Dance,
Slave,
Skriet,
The Tremeloes,
Bluetip,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bootsy Collins,
Lower 48,
Mandrill,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Last Poets,
Marvin Gaye,
The Young Rascals,
Aswad,
DJ Style,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Average White Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Blancmange,
The Detroit Cobras,
Barry Ungar,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Associates,
Basic Channel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Index,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Ossler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bush Tetras,
Theoretical Girls,
Silicon Teens,
The Blackbyrds,
Tom Boy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joy Division,
Dead Boys,
The Fall,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The American Breed,
Black Pus,
Bobby Womack,
Colin Newman,
Bauhaus,
Gabor Szabo,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.