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 Micronesia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Suicide to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five 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?
The Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Zeros,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Altered Images,
Barclay James Harvest,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Marine Girls,
The Real Kids,
Nas,
Saccharine Trust,
The Beau Brummels,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pussy Galore,
Funky Four + One,
Rekid,
Piero Umiliani,
The Invisible,
Dennis Brown,
Danielle Patucci,
China Crisis,
Second Layer,
Wire,
Deakin,
Sugar Minott,
Roxette,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
Alphaville,
Japan,
Bill Near,
Swans,
Sonic Youth,
The Blues Magoos,
Spandau Ballet,
Matthew Bourne,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Frankie Knuckles,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jacques Brel,
Scrapy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
Tomorrow,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Alarm Clocks,
Von Mondo,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
Pharoah Sanders,
Radiohead,
Joyce Sims,
Jacob Miller,
Jesper Dahlback,
Hashim,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.