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 Austria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Brand Nubian to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Almond record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonic Youth,
Bill Wells,
Eddi Front,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Buckinghams,
Derrick May,
Shuggie Otis,
T.S.O.L.,
AZ,
L. Decosne,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ituana,
Marine Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Panda Bear,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Wake,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Smog,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
Agitation Free,
H. Thieme,
X-Ray Spex,
Trumans Water,
Morten Harket,
Chrome,
Intrusion,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Infiniti,
EPMD,
PIL,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Japan,
The J.B.'s,
The Gap Band,
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Jerry's Kids,
Marvin Gaye,
The Kinks,
The Human League,
Dawn Penn,
The Dave Clark Five,
Byron Stingily,
Outsiders,
Lungfish,
The Invisible,
Nico,
Quando Quango,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kayak,
Terry Callier,
Make Up,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Motorama,
Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.