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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the jazz 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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
One Last Wish,
T. Rex,
The Pretty Things,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Thompson Twins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Cure,
Dead Boys,
Kenny Larkin,
Fear,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young,
Peter and Kerry,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Cluster,
The Fuzztones,
the Bar-Kays,
Kaleidoscope,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
David Bowie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flipper,
Hashim,
The Moleskins,
Ponytail,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Simply Red,
the Association,
Lou Christie,
Scion,
Delta 5,
The Toasters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Bad Manners,
New York Dolls,
Deepchord,
Accadde A,
Colin Newman,
Gang of Four,
The Slackers,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
Mark Hollis,
Eli Mardock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crash Course in Science,
Rhythm & Sound,
Main Source,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.