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 Poland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fire Engines to the electroclash 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Toasters,
Carl Craig,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
MDC,
Scrapy,
Unwound,
the Normal,
EPMD,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Buckinghams,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jandek,
Throbbing Gristle,
Make Up,
In Retrospect,
Tommy Roe,
Nico,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
Qualms,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Beau Brummels,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Christie,
Wally Richardson,
Ohio Players,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
Stereo Dub,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Image Ltd.,
Leonard Cohen,
Cheater Slicks,
Deakin,
Freddie Wadling,
Crime,
The Happenings,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Los Fastidios,
Jeff Lynne,
Brothers Johnson,
Brick,
The Velvet Underground,
This Heat,
The Pretty Things,
The Evens,
The Birthday Party,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Fear,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter & Gordon,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Magma,
Radio Birdman,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.