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 Nepal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Albert Ayler to the rap 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Pop Group,
The Monks,
Eric Copeland,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Accadde A,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
Ronan,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crime,
Ronnie Foster,
World's Most,
Chris Corsano,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monolake,
Goldenarms,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jacob Miller,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Zapp,
Joe Smooth,
Graham Central Station,
Bluetip,
Suicide,
The Black Dice,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Niagra,
Sonic Youth,
Tubeway Army,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Basic Channel,
the Association,
Davy DMX,
The Blues Magoos,
Pulsallama,
Dave Gahan,
Dead Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cybotron,
In Retrospect,
E-Dancer,
Lalann,
Bad Manners,
Al Stewart,
Outsiders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.