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 Congo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the punk 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Copeland record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
David McCallum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
Wings,
The Leaves,
Ituana,
Ponytail,
The Cure,
Scion,
Charles Mingus,
Ultra Naté,
The Techniques,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Amon Düül,
Reagan Youth,
Robert Görl,
Connie Case,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Byrd,
Grandmaster Flash,
48th St. Collective,
Flamin' Groovies,
Anthony Braxton,
Tomorrow,
The Evens,
Kayak,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Hashim,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joe Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
The Gladiators,
Thee Headcoats,
Barbara Tucker,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Erasure,
Heaven 17,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Negative Approach,
Pussy Galore,
New Age Steppers,
Dawn Penn,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobby Womack,
Pantytec,
Boredoms,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Warren Ellis,
UT,
Todd Rundgren,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suburban Knight,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Trojans,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.