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 Niger and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 Cybotron to the disco 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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Bob Dylan,
Circle Jerks,
Public Enemy,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
Eric B and Rakim,
FM Einheit,
The Zeros,
The Tremeloes,
Procol Harum,
Fat Boys,
Arcadia,
The Black Dice,
Sun City Girls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doors,
The Angels of Light,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
The Sonics,
Cameo,
Godley & Creme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lindisfarne,
Excepter,
Davy DMX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Todd Rundgren,
Bauhaus,
The Knickerbockers,
DJ Sneak,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
Henry Cow,
The Divine Comedy,
The J.B.'s,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Peter & Gordon,
Loose Ends,
Pet Shop Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joe Finger,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Kenny Larkin,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Theoretical Girls,
E-Dancer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
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.