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 Italy and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar 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 Groovy Waters to the jazz 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Harmonia,
The Birthday Party,
China Crisis,
Livin' Joy,
The Fall,
Joensuu 1685,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wolf Eyes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Banda Bassotti,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oblivians,
Maurizio,
Sight & Sound,
Brass Construction,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smiths,
The Sound,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Severed Heads,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jerry's Kids,
Kas Product,
Easy Going,
Joyce Sims,
Tom Boy,
Pussy Galore,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rod Modell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Quadrant,
Graham Central Station,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
John Lydon,
Hot Snakes,
Spoonie Gee,
Con Funk Shun,
Piero Umiliani,
Suicide,
Lucky Dragons,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Swans,
Scratch Acid,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kaleidoscope,
Fluxion,
The Grass Roots,
Unwound,
Hashim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cybotron,
Albert Ayler,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.