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 Accra.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Guru Guru,
The Slackers,
Blossom Toes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Roy Ayers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Ituana,
10cc,
Black Bananas,
Alton Ellis,
the Slits,
Stetsasonic,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
Kerri Chandler,
The Happenings,
The Last Poets,
Andrew Hill,
Donny Hathaway,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radiohead,
Brass Construction,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bauhaus,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sun Ra,
Fugazi,
Accadde A,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Divine Comedy,
Smog,
Derrick May,
Letta Mbulu,
Angry Samoans,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Kas Product,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Terry,
Kaleidoscope,
Fela Kuti,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Q65,
Pylon,
Qualms,
Moebius,
Shuggie Otis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soft Cell,
Boredoms,
Steve Hackett,
the Normal,
kango's stein massive,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.