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 Botswana and from Hong Kong.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Boredoms 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Bananas,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
Massinfluence,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wire,
Warren Ellis,
The Beau Brummels,
Symarip,
Ludus,
Fad Gadget,
Deadbeat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Fraelich,
Sam Rivers,
the Swans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Theoretical Girls,
Steve Hackett,
Connie Case,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Prince Buster,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tim Buckley,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Skatalites,
Alice Coltrane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Outsiders,
Kas Product,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Womack,
Andrew Hill,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Little Man,
Junior Murvin,
ABBA,
The Gap Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Circle Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Country Teasers,
Average White Band,
Grey Daturas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quantec,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.