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 Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Sandy B to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Laurel Aitken,
CMW,
The Pretty Things,
The Beau Brummels,
Bauhaus,
Absolute Body Control,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Underground Resistance,
The Monks,
Bill Near,
One Last Wish,
Lyres,
DNA,
Average White Band,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
Duran Duran,
Mark Hollis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Outsiders,
The Sound,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
PIL,
The United States of America,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül,
The Cure,
Tres Demented,
Isaac Hayes,
Joy Division,
Girls At Our Best!,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultravox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Associates,
Boz Scaggs,
Gabor Szabo,
Max Romeo,
Radio Birdman,
The Smoke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
the Human League,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
JFA,
Wasted Youth,
Monolake,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Massinfluence,
Accadde A,
Suicide,
Arcadia,
Piero Umiliani,
Thompson Twins,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.