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 Denmark and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Technova to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sonics. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Pylon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Warren Ellis,
The Monochrome Set,
The Fuzztones,
Kerri Chandler,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Colin Newman,
The Beau Brummels,
The Misunderstood,
The Golliwogs,
Tears for Fears,
Deadbeat,
Thompson Twins,
Scrapy,
The Kinks,
Barrington Levy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Surgeon,
Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marmalade,
Nick Fraelich,
Lindisfarne,
Wire,
Godley & Creme,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slits,
Henry Cow,
Delta 5,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Smooth,
Unrelated Segments,
Dawn Penn,
Aural Exciters,
Echospace,
Davy DMX,
Judy Mowatt,
The Moody Blues,
MDC,
Magazine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Grass Roots,
Accadde A,
MC5,
Terry Callier,
Interpol,
The Litter,
Icehouse,
Leonard Cohen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Connie Case,
Reuben Wilson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Count Five,
This Heat,
The Black Dice,
Bobby Byrd,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.