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 Vietnam and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 snare 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 Bauhaus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erykah Badu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Slave,
Lucky Dragons,
MDC,
The Fall,
Mo-Dettes,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Stooges,
Hoover,
Pere Ubu,
Eurythmics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sight & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Althea and Donna,
Glenn Branca,
The Red Krayola,
Harpers Bizarre,
Terrestrial Tones,
Newcleus,
Goldenarms,
In Retrospect,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alphaville,
Basic Channel,
Gang of Four,
Matthew Halsall,
Warsaw,
Rod Modell,
Minnie Riperton,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Junior Murvin,
Bad Manners,
The Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Public Image Ltd.,
Spandau Ballet,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Blues Magoos,
The American Breed,
Tubeway Army,
Al Stewart,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vladislav Delay,
Andrew Hill,
New Order,
Quadrant,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Sneak,
Reuben Wilson,
The Evens,
OOIOO,
Skaos,
Zero Boys,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pussy Galore,
Sister Nancy,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.