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 Ivory Coast and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Yaz to the grunge 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 John Lydon. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Slits,
Jacob Miller,
Nico,
Ronan,
R.M.O.,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
The Young Rascals,
Roger Hodgson,
Donny Hathaway,
Dead Boys,
Icehouse,
Bizarre Inc.,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sällskapet,
Camberwell Now,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
In Retrospect,
Robert Wyatt,
Procol Harum,
Television,
Flamin' Groovies,
Half Japanese,
Japan,
Nas,
Unwound,
The Five Americans,
Nik Kershaw,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Spoonie Gee,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry's Kids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Maleditus Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Piero Umiliani,
Glenn Branca,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warsaw,
Deepchord,
The Blackbyrds,
the Bar-Kays,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pop Group,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.