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 Kenya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Quando Quango,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crash Course in Science,
Schoolly D,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Light Orchestra,
cv313,
Spandau Ballet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skaos,
Banda Bassotti,
Camouflage,
Wasted Youth,
Sam Rivers,
Television Personalities,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Depeche Mode,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Section 25,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
the Normal,
Cluster,
Sun Ra,
Glenn Branca,
Agitation Free,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gregory Isaacs,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
Steve Hackett,
Lindisfarne,
The Cure,
Kas Product,
The Cramps,
The Busters,
Gabor Szabo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Japan,
Q65,
The Monks,
Sandy B,
Royal Trux,
Sexual Harrassment,
Parry Music,
David Bowie,
Bad Manners,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobby Sherman,
Pierre Henry,
Altered Images,
Accadde A,
The Leaves,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.