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 Ivory Coast and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 Pulsallama to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Stetsasonic,
Scrapy,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Green,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
The Star Department,
Erykah Badu,
H. Thieme,
Rufus Thomas,
the Human League,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
The United States of America,
Von Mondo,
Ituana,
Fela Kuti,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
Young Marble Giants,
The Velvet Underground,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Junior Murvin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Grass Roots,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
Massinfluence,
Radiohead,
Dead Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Morten Harket,
The Moody Blues,
Urselle,
David Bowie,
Joe Finger,
Reuben Wilson,
Arthur Verocai,
Sonic Youth,
ABBA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans,
Scientists,
Q65,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Shuggie Otis,
Judy Mowatt,
the Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.