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 Qatar and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Fela Kuti to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barclay James Harvest,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
ABBA,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
AZ,
Laurel Aitken,
EPMD,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joyce Sims,
Pere Ubu,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
One Last Wish,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Man Parrish,
The Litter,
The Human League,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brick,
Intrusion,
Malaria!,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Machine,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
Public Enemy,
Black Sheep,
Avey Tare,
Sight & Sound,
Animal Collective,
The Happenings,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
John Holt,
Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Tubeway Army,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
cv313,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Basic Channel,
The Remains,
Crime,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
The Seeds,
the Sonics,
Mars,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slits,
Black Pus,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.