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 Comoros and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 John Lydon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Roxette,
Joy Division,
Qualms,
The Gladiators,
Nico,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
the Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Q and Not U,
Livin' Joy,
The Standells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
Mandrill,
Joensuu 1685,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
The Techniques,
The Sisters of Mercy,
David McCallum,
Lucky Dragons,
Ponytail,
Sonic Youth,
Stiv Bators,
48th St. Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
John Holt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nils Olav,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
Magazine,
Groovy Waters,
The Slackers,
The Trojans,
Bill Near,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Funky Four + One,
Sam Rivers,
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fugazi,
Masters at Work,
Dave Gahan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Heaven 17,
LL Cool J,
The Doors,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.