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 Korea South and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 Bill Wells to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
Nirvana,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sandy B,
Tears for Fears,
Chrome,
Visage,
Bluetip,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Lucky Dragons,
The Raincoats,
Prince Buster,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
One Last Wish,
Swans,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bill Wells,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cal Tjader,
The Gun Club,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Neu!,
This Heat,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Laurel Aitken,
Mars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Holt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gerry Rafferty,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Faraquet,
Popol Vuh,
Terry Callier,
Supertramp,
Average White Band,
Zapp,
Moby Grape,
Spoonie Gee,
Boz Scaggs,
Lungfish,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Germs,
Crooked Eye,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Livin' Joy,
The Kinks,
Max Romeo,
The Stooges,
Franke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.