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 Botswana and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Manila and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 David Bowie 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 Colin Newman to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
The Misunderstood,
Metal Thangz,
Brand Nubian,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sandy B,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
The Pretty Things,
The Seeds,
Derrick Morgan,
New York Dolls,
the Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Style,
Altered Images,
Don Cherry,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bad Manners,
The Toasters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
ABBA,
Byron Stingily,
Flamin' Groovies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Bush Tetras,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Busters,
The Saints,
cv313,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dawn Penn,
Terry Callier,
DJ Sneak,
AZ,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Oneida,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ponytail,
the Normal,
Mark Hollis,
Pere Ubu,
New Age Steppers,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Flash Fearless,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.