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 Dominican Republic and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Cosmic Jokers to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Al Stewart,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
MC5,
The Pretty Things,
Sight & Sound,
Ohio Players,
Tres Demented,
The Searchers,
Henry Cow,
Thee Headcoats,
Cecil Taylor,
Essential Logic,
The Durutti Column,
Maurizio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television,
Kool Moe Dee,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Oneida,
Mantronix,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Television Personalities,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bauhaus,
Average White Band,
Colin Newman,
Carl Craig,
John Holt,
Saccharine Trust,
The Tremeloes,
Theoretical Girls,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Chrome,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Sherman,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
The Seeds,
Black Bananas,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Archie Shepp,
Circle Jerks,
Neu!,
The Five Americans,
Ken Boothe,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Golliwogs,
Wasted Youth,
the Soft Cell,
Steve Hackett,
Cybotron,
The Litter,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.