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 Cape Verde and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Can to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Joe Finger. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wings,
Black Sheep,
Stetsasonic,
Minny Pops,
Malaria!,
the Human League,
The Pop Group,
Dead Boys,
Alphaville,
ABBA,
Reagan Youth,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going,
Index,
Pagans,
Kurtis Blow,
The Misunderstood,
The Happenings,
Kerrie Biddell,
Main Source,
Mark Hollis,
The Beau Brummels,
Hoover,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yaz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash,
10cc,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Divine Comedy,
Can,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Deakin,
The Gun Club,
The Barracudas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Los Fastidios,
Shoche,
Susan Cadogan,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Germs,
Freddie Wadling,
Scientists,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Altered Images,
The Seeds,
E-Dancer,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.