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 Yemen and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare 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 Joy Division to the jazz 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Chrome,
Quadrant,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hasil Adkins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jeff Lynne,
Bad Manners,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
A Certain Ratio,
Technova,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Echospace,
L. Decosne,
the Association,
The Doors,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Icehouse,
The Black Dice,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
Mo-Dettes,
The New Christs,
The Leaves,
Charles Mingus,
The Buckinghams,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Japan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Zeros,
Fat Boys,
Whodini,
Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxy Music,
Rakim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The American Breed,
Rosa Yemen,
Television,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Stiv Bators,
T. Rex,
Desert Stars,
The Angels of Light,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.