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 Cape Verde and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bob Dylan to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Peter and Kerry,
Pere Ubu,
Interpol,
Blake Baxter,
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
David Axelrod,
Glenn Branca,
The Star Department,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minny Pops,
Erasure,
Faust,
Robert Hood,
Wire,
James White and The Blacks,
Fat Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Index,
Soulsonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fall,
Pylon,
Aural Exciters,
Ronnie Foster,
Sandy B,
Livin' Joy,
Wally Richardson,
Alison Limerick,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Swans,
Gang of Four,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Seeds,
Faraquet,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
Lou Christie,
Brand Nubian,
Deakin,
The Pop Group,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fugazi,
OOIOO,
Essential Logic,
Camouflage,
DJ Sneak,
The Flesh Eaters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Fatback Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Hoover,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.