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 Ecuador and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Slave to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Connie Case,
The Dave Clark Five,
Roxette,
Young Marble Giants,
The Leaves,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cybotron,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
K-Klass,
Eden Ahbez,
Crooked Eye,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Halsall,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Little Man,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marine Girls,
Suicide,
The Neon Judgement,
Aswad,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arab on Radar,
The Remains,
Joyce Sims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jerry's Kids,
Black Sheep,
The Wake,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Sandy B,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
Terry Callier,
The Knickerbockers,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pharoah Sanders,
Los Fastidios,
Amazonics,
The Angels of Light,
Derrick May,
Slave,
Anthony Braxton,
Marvin Gaye,
OOIOO,
New Age Steppers,
Spandau Ballet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
One Last Wish,
Mantronix,
The Blues Magoos,
Fad Gadget,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.