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 Thailand and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sisters of Mercy to the rap 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Albert Ayler,
Suburban Knight,
Todd Terry,
Nik Kershaw,
Wally Richardson,
The J.B.'s,
Charles Mingus,
Lakeside,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Groovy Waters,
Eddi Front,
X-101,
CMW,
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brothers Johnson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tom Boy,
John Cale,
Aswad,
The Dead C,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Young Rascals,
Echospace,
Faraquet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultra Naté,
Talk Talk,
Bad Manners,
Josef K,
Icehouse,
Inner City,
Eden Ahbez,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Techniques,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
Porter Ricks,
the Normal,
The Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eve St. Jones,
The Evens,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Howard Jones,
Black Flag,
Nation of Ulysses,
Duran Duran,
Q and Not U,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.