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 Nigeria and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Gerry Rafferty to the punk 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
The Happenings,
Pole,
The Gun Club,
The Selecter,
The Pretty Things,
Fatback Band,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
Sonny Sharrock,
These Immortal Souls,
Wings,
Crime,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
JFA,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
KRS-One,
Agitation Free,
Judy Mowatt,
The Monochrome Set,
cv313,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Janne Schatter,
Peter & Gordon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Motions,
Gang Starr,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
DJ Sneak,
Amon Düül,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Slackers,
Funkadelic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fela Kuti,
Eric Dolphy,
Shuggie Otis,
Godley & Creme,
MC5,
ABBA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.