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 Marshall Islands and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 June Days to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sandy B,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
Donny Hathaway,
The Kinks,
The Cure,
Rekid,
Cameo,
Japan,
Index,
The Vogues,
Rites of Spring,
Franke,
Rosa Yemen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Mandrill,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Can,
Lalann,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Doors,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
The Move,
Juan Atkins,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joyce Sims,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Sonics,
Grey Daturas,
Aural Exciters,
Danielle Patucci,
Donald Byrd,
Outsiders,
Supertramp,
Michelle Simonal,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Index,
The Human League,
Flipper,
Wolf Eyes,
The United States of America,
The Names,
Prince Buster,
Electric Prunes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Mummies,
Fugazi,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.