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 Brunei and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 Winnipeg and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Kaleidoscope to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
The Grass Roots,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
These Immortal Souls,
Eddi Front,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Görl,
Massinfluence,
Marcia Griffiths,
Juan Atkins,
Peter & Gordon,
Kerri Chandler,
Lee Hazlewood,
One Last Wish,
8 Eyed Spy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Electric Prunes,
Tubeway Army,
48th St. Collective,
Lungfish,
The Barracudas,
Cameo,
John Lydon,
Don Cherry,
Bootsy Collins,
Lyres,
Stereo Dub,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantaleimon,
John Foxx,
The Residents,
Nik Kershaw,
Panda Bear,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Velvet Underground,
Aloha Tigers,
Joensuu 1685,
Boogie Down Productions,
Idris Muhammad,
Terry Callier,
The Fugs,
Kool Moe Dee,
David Axelrod,
John Cale,
Harmonia,
Khruangbin,
The New Christs,
Alton Ellis,
New Order,
Robert Wyatt,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Freddie Wadling,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.