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 Lithuania and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Funky Four + One to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Man Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cluster,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Popol Vuh,
Average White Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Y Pants,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gichy Dan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Agitation Free,
Fatback Band,
Underground Resistance,
H. Thieme,
Buzzcocks,
Whodini,
The Buckinghams,
Lower 48,
Harpers Bizarre,
Malaria!,
Black Sheep,
Fad Gadget,
The Trojans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funkadelic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Görl,
The Vogues,
The Searchers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Parrish,
Ludus,
Icehouse,
Boredoms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tomorrow,
Spoonie Gee,
Nik Kershaw,
The American Breed,
Matthew Bourne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camouflage,
The Human League,
Funky Four + One,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nirvana,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Schoolly D,
Circle Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bootsy Collins,
DJ Style,
Surgeon,
Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
James White and The Blacks,
Grauzone,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.