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 Mongolia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 June Days 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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal 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?
Grauzone,
Quadrant,
Loose Ends,
Black Bananas,
Negative Approach,
Carl Craig,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Vainqueur,
The Fugs,
kango's stein massive,
Blake Baxter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacques Brel,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skarface,
Black Moon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Robert Hood,
Blancmange,
The Buckinghams,
Bluetip,
Urselle,
Groovy Waters,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Marine Girls,
Fugazi,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mad Mike,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siglo XX,
Excepter,
Tomorrow,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Gang of Four,
Eve St. Jones,
Kerrie Biddell,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
The Pop Group,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
Dennis Brown,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalann,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masters at Work,
China Crisis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Model 500,
The Moody Blues,
Tim Buckley,
The Fuzztones,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.