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 Jamaica and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Au Pairs to the grunge 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kayak,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Boredoms,
Alton Ellis,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Byrd,
Essential Logic,
Junior Murvin,
Michelle Simonal,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Alice Coltrane,
Au Pairs,
Rod Modell,
Danielle Patucci,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Depeche Mode,
Sällskapet,
The Fortunes,
Idris Muhammad,
Funkadelic,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Leaves,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anthony Braxton,
Audionom,
Main Source,
Josef K,
Simply Red,
Wire,
The Human League,
The Gap Band,
Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
Rakim,
10cc,
Minny Pops,
Black Flag,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Foxx,
In Retrospect,
Little Man,
Minnie Riperton,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Black Dice,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-101,
The Fire Engines,
DJ Style,
Sandy B,
Joe Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Pole,
Radio Birdman,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Section 25,
Mark Hollis,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.