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 Nicaragua and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Terrestrial Tones to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fat Boys,
Erasure,
Warren Ellis,
Grey Daturas,
Television Personalities,
Mad Mike,
Newcleus,
the Sonics,
Heaven 17,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eddi Front,
Robert Wyatt,
Simply Red,
The Searchers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crime,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Country Teasers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visage,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
Monks,
Terrestrial Tones,
L. Decosne,
Audionom,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moleskins,
Scott Walker,
Lindisfarne,
Oneida,
Severed Heads,
The Busters,
The Gladiators,
Livin' Joy,
Oblivians,
Bobby Sherman,
The Tremeloes,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Hill,
Agent Orange,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cluster,
One Last Wish,
MC5,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
The Cramps,
Leonard Cohen,
Young Marble Giants,
Mars,
Half Japanese,
The Doors,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.