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 Belarus and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 David Bowie 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 Eddi Front to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Robert Hood,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Normal,
Q and Not U,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
June Days,
Amon Düül II,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bauhaus,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Divine Comedy,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Fluxion,
The J.B.'s,
The Sonics,
Oneida,
Soft Machine,
The Fall,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tom Boy,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Crash Course in Science,
Sonny Sharrock,
Panda Bear,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aswad,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
AZ,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Althea and Donna,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Derrick May,
ABC,
The Happenings,
Andrew Hill,
Joensuu 1685,
Make Up,
Jandek,
Joyce Sims,
Wings,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pretty Things,
Skaos,
Tommy Roe,
Gastr Del Sol,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Gichy Dan,
Graham Central Station,
Bronski Beat,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.