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 East Timor and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Wasted Youth to the crunk 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
The Evens,
Ossler,
Boredoms,
Mars,
Radio Birdman,
The Martian,
Kaleidoscope,
Bizarre Inc.,
Derrick May,
Public Enemy,
Quantec,
Rekid,
The Gap Band,
The Standells,
Main Source,
Pussy Galore,
Darondo,
Anakelly,
L. Decosne,
the Bar-Kays,
Babytalk,
Stereo Dub,
Grandmaster Flash,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rapeman,
The Blues Magoos,
Crash Course in Science,
the Swans,
The United States of America,
Faraquet,
Connie Case,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Girls At Our Best!,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roxette,
Fad Gadget,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
K-Klass,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
Robert Wyatt,
Harmonia,
Don Cherry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gories,
The Monks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David McCallum,
John Cale,
Schoolly D,
The Detroit Cobras,
Chris Corsano,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Big Daddy Kane,
Moby Grape,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.