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 Micronesia and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 Agitation Free to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Janne Schatter,
Mission of Burma,
Ohio Players,
Negative Approach,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sound,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hoover,
Bad Manners,
Sixth Finger,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Popol Vuh,
Nirvana,
Drive Like Jehu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marcia Griffiths,
James White and The Blacks,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Normal,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fuzztones,
The Residents,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
The Smiths,
Silicon Teens,
Radio Birdman,
Gang of Four,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
Oneida,
Jacques Brel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Accadde A,
Von Mondo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Mantronix,
Kaleidoscope,
Index,
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Matthew Bourne,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sister Nancy,
Chrome,
The Invisible,
Kayak,
The Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Anakelly,
Second Layer,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.