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 El Salvador and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 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 The Cure to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Deadbeat,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Tears for Fears,
UT,
Fluxion,
Amon Düül II,
MDC,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Count Five,
Parry Music,
The Beau Brummels,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bauhaus,
Tubeway Army,
D'Angelo,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Howard Jones,
Gabor Szabo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonic Youth,
Symarip,
Cameo,
Moss Icon,
Schoolly D,
Alton Ellis,
Ohio Players,
Cymande,
Grey Daturas,
Pulsallama,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T. Rex,
Gang Gang Dance,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
Circle Jerks,
Los Fastidios,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The J.B.'s,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul II Soul,
Deepchord,
Visage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nick Fraelich,
Heaven 17,
LL Cool J,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Smog,
The Monochrome Set,
Metal Thangz,
Technova,
The Monks,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.