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 Kiribati and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Lou Reed 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 Japan to the techno 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gun Club,
Wire,
Bob Dylan,
the Soft Cell,
Absolute Body Control,
Lakeside,
The Blues Magoos,
Sister Nancy,
Charles Mingus,
Bill Near,
LL Cool J,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fire Engines,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
Duran Duran,
New Order,
Scion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Hill,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pole,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rites of Spring,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang On A Can,
David Axelrod,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sight & Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Invisible,
D'Angelo,
Sixth Finger,
Jeff Lynne,
Q65,
Parry Music,
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
Lou Christie,
Mantronix,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Robert Hood,
John Coltrane,
Whodini,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.