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 Cuba and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cosmic Jokers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Magazine,
Nico,
Brass Construction,
Sixth Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Amon Düül II,
Pierre Henry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Zapp,
Agitation Free,
Young Marble Giants,
Mission of Burma,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Invisible,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Colin Newman,
A Flock of Seagulls,
One Last Wish,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Ronan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pantytec,
Blake Baxter,
The Motions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Shuggie Otis,
Make Up,
The Techniques,
Chrome,
Roxette,
Delta 5,
The Music Machine,
This Heat,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
Archie Shepp,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
The Barracudas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Max Romeo,
CMW,
John Cale,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Whodini,
Hoover,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Johnny Clarke,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Television Personalities,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.