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 Macedonia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blancmange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
June Days,
Blancmange,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lower 48,
The Raincoats,
Andrew Hill,
Stetsasonic,
Black Moon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
48th St. Collective,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
The Moleskins,
Leonard Cohen,
The Kinks,
Massinfluence,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Matthew Bourne,
Eddi Front,
Skarface,
X-Ray Spex,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wally Richardson,
Ten City,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
Groovy Waters,
CMW,
The Blues Magoos,
The Fuzztones,
The Barracudas,
the Slits,
Ken Boothe,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fortunes,
Howard Jones,
Danielle Patucci,
Dead Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minor Threat,
The Standells,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Doors,
T.S.O.L.,
Minnie Riperton,
Patti Smith,
The Star Department,
The Evens,
Scion,
Kas Product,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.