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 Spain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Loose Ends to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cowsills,
Slave,
The Grass Roots,
Rakim,
Los Fastidios,
The Shadows of Knight,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fear,
The Real Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Sixth Finger,
Niagra,
Chris & Cosey,
a-ha,
Mandrill,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Talk Talk,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
Gang Green,
Excepter,
Silicon Teens,
Zero Boys,
Black Moon,
Franke,
Arthur Verocai,
Tubeway Army,
Fat Boys,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ludus,
The Martian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dawn Penn,
Boredoms,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
The Busters,
Vladislav Delay,
Vainqueur,
Erasure,
Nick Fraelich,
Roger Hodgson,
Blake Baxter,
Hardrive,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
The Five Americans,
Lightning Bolt,
Idris Muhammad,
Porter Ricks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kayak,
Pantytec,
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.