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 Uruguay and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Dave Gahan to the techno 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terror Squad Feat. Camron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Newcleus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter & Gordon,
Altered Images,
Liliput,
MDC,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rufus Thomas,
Minnie Riperton,
Johnny Clarke,
The Residents,
The Move,
Aswad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Symarip,
The Last Poets,
John Foxx,
the Swans,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bauhaus,
The Techniques,
Jimmy McGriff,
Livin' Joy,
Alice Coltrane,
The Toasters,
Average White Band,
Yaz,
Organ,
Alison Limerick,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Schoolly D,
Eric Dolphy,
Sight & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
Moby Grape,
The Red Krayola,
Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marine Girls,
David Axelrod,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Barry Ungar,
The Vogues,
Roy Ayers,
The Index,
Index,
Man Parrish,
Pussy Galore,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.