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 Estonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gichy Dan,
Nirvana,
The Motions,
Deadbeat,
The Gun Club,
PIL,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Faraquet,
Anakelly,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Dave Clark Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
LL Cool J,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Moody Blues,
The Pretty Things,
The Dirtbombs,
Kerrie Biddell,
New Age Steppers,
Livin' Joy,
Monolake,
The Remains,
Erasure,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Public Enemy,
Nick Fraelich,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
Gong,
The Gories,
The Victims,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Underground Resistance,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scan 7,
Half Japanese,
Boredoms,
Jeff Lynne,
Make Up,
Alice Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arab on Radar,
DJ Sneak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Iggy Pop,
Porter Ricks,
The Searchers,
Qualms, Qualms, Qualms, Qualms.
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.