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 Peru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grunge 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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Chris Corsano,
the Normal,
10cc,
Archie Shepp,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cure,
MC5,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scratch Acid,
Donny Hathaway,
Essential Logic,
The Gories,
The Saints,
Altered Images,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Trumans Water,
Drexciya,
Kool Moe Dee,
Adolescents,
Yaz,
Basic Channel,
Stetsasonic,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Average White Band,
Donald Byrd,
Soulsonic Force,
Scion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Motions,
Organ,
Cheater Slicks,
Accadde A,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dead C,
Rufus Thomas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The J.B.'s,
Cluster,
X-102,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Foxx,
Lungfish,
Moss Icon,
Skarface,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hot Snakes,
Dave Gahan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Main Source,
Sixth Finger,
Agent Orange,
The Offenders,
Boz Scaggs,
R.M.O.,
Terrestrial Tones,
Judy Mowatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.