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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar 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 Q65 to the rock 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
Tres Demented,
The Associates,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oneida,
Silicon Teens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
Gichy Dan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ice-T,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Christie,
Excepter,
Anakelly,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barry Ungar,
Wally Richardson,
Spoonie Gee,
Magazine,
Soft Cell,
The Cowsills,
Colin Newman,
Buzzcocks,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anthony Braxton,
It's A Beautiful Day,
KRS-One,
Lower 48,
Mad Mike,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd,
Yellowson,
The Modern Lovers,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Crooked Eye,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
The Blues Magoos,
Junior Murvin,
Slick Rick,
Johnny Osbourne,
Livin' Joy,
The Martian,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Underground Resistance,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bob Dylan,
The Dead C,
Brothers Johnson,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Yaz,
Radiohead,
Fluxion,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.