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 Iran and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 MC5 to the disco 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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Shadows of Knight,
Television Personalities,
Sandy B,
The Young Rascals,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cybotron,
Mark Hollis,
The Gun Club,
Negative Approach,
Royal Trux,
Quantec,
The American Breed,
Unrelated Segments,
The Evens,
The Index,
Prince Buster,
Nils Olav,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds,
Nick Fraelich,
Kevin Saunderson,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Skarface,
Newcleus,
The Tremeloes,
Massinfluence,
Kerrie Biddell,
Q65,
Quando Quango,
Ponytail,
The Fire Engines,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls,
Kurtis Blow,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
The Dirtbombs,
Qualms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mo-Dettes,
Amon Düül,
Fear,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun City Girls,
The Sonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Saccharine Trust,
Moby Grape,
X-Ray Spex,
Mantronix,
Glambeats Corp.,
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.