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 Belarus and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Guru Guru to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Sound Behaviour,
The Evens,
Scientists,
The Wake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dave Gahan,
Chrome,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Knickerbockers,
Smog,
Godley & Creme,
Black Pus,
Nas,
Inner City,
Bang On A Can,
Anthony Braxton,
The Grass Roots,
Bluetip,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
Kas Product,
E-Dancer,
Leonard Cohen,
Roxy Music,
Groovy Waters,
The Remains,
Panda Bear,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
Sugar Minott,
The Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Derrick Morgan,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
Depeche Mode,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sam Rivers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Buckinghams,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pole,
Cybotron,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
Fugazi,
Radiohead,
Spandau Ballet,
Absolute Body Control,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
Maurizio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.