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 Kazakhstan and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 KRS-One 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
The Leaves,
Ornette Coleman,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantytec,
Gastr Del Sol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Coltrane,
Howard Jones,
Silicon Teens,
Eurythmics,
Henry Cow,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Neu!,
the Normal,
Porter Ricks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Altered Images,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gladiators,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
Stiv Bators,
Black Moon,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultra Naté,
Oblivians,
The Barracudas,
Audionom,
Urselle,
Duran Duran,
the Soft Cell,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
Crime,
Godley & Creme,
Index,
Panda Bear,
Grauzone,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
EPMD,
Bill Wells,
Moebius,
Ralphi Rosario,
Au Pairs,
Dark Day,
Section 25,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fortunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
The Music Machine,
Heaven 17,
The Pretty Things,
Brick,
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.