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 Sudan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neon Judgement to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
DJ Style,
Supertramp,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lalann,
AZ,
JFA,
Joe Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Bluetip,
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
Minnie Riperton,
Country Joe & The Fish,
June of 44,
The Associates,
Mantronix,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Connie Case,
Cecil Taylor,
Swans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
UT,
Newcleus,
John Coltrane,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
X-Ray Spex,
Boz Scaggs,
Hot Snakes,
Brick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Christie,
Franke,
Saccharine Trust,
The Happenings,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Byrd,
Agent Orange,
Sex Pistols,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Doors,
Sarah Menescal,
Talk Talk,
Anthony Braxton,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fortunes,
Cheater Slicks,
The Real Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
The Last Poets,
Delta 5,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Sherman,
The Victims,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlback,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.