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 Samoa and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The American Breed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aural Exciters,
Marc Almond,
Newcleus,
Susan Cadogan,
Altered Images,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Saccharine Trust,
Loose Ends,
Neu!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
8 Eyed Spy,
Wire,
Scratch Acid,
The Leaves,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Danielle Patucci,
10cc,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
Judy Mowatt,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Anthony Braxton,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Radiohead,
Josef K,
Dark Day,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nation of Ulysses,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Lindisfarne,
Harry Pussy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Prince Buster,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Little Man,
The Angels of Light,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
World's Most,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Pop Group,
Robert Hood,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Music Machine,
Cameo,
Duran Duran,
Arthur Verocai,
Black Sheep,
The Toasters,
Sugar Minott,
Joyce Sims,
Idris Muhammad,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.