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 Denmark and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Piero Umiliani to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Niagra,
Minnie Riperton,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott Heron,
Basic Channel,
Young Marble Giants,
The Leaves,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Gap Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pylon,
Stiv Bators,
Ultravox,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rapeman,
Popol Vuh,
Pole,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Make Up,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Dolphy,
Subhumans,
Danielle Patucci,
Roxy Music,
Goldenarms,
OOIOO,
The Mummies,
Adolescents,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang Starr,
DJ Style,
MDC,
Liliput,
Minny Pops,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ludus,
Bob Dylan,
Judy Mowatt,
The Techniques,
New Order,
R.M.O.,
David McCallum,
Rotary Connection,
Curtis Mayfield,
China Crisis,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rod Modell,
Theoretical Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
kango's stein massive,
Agent Orange,
The Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.