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 Qatar and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Edmonton.
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 spring reverb 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 The Stooges to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
X-Ray Spex,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Last Poets,
The Searchers,
The Golliwogs,
Juan Atkins,
Donny Hathaway,
The Associates,
Johnny Clarke,
Unwound,
Fad Gadget,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bad Manners,
Cybotron,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Adolescents,
Hardrive,
New Age Steppers,
The Beau Brummels,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yellowson,
Todd Terry,
The Red Krayola,
the Human League,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
T.S.O.L.,
Moss Icon,
Malaria!,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Cameo,
Slick Rick,
Popol Vuh,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
The Smoke,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shoche,
Camouflage,
The Mummies,
Sun City Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Iggy Pop,
The Divine Comedy,
Radio Birdman,
Swell Maps,
Audionom,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ohio Players,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Liliput,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.