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 East Timor and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
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 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 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 Sun Ra to the grime 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department 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?
MC5,
Can,
Cal Tjader,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Ponytail,
Funkadelic,
Depeche Mode,
Janne Schatter,
Gang of Four,
Parry Music,
Duran Duran,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Vladislav Delay,
Bad Manners,
Johnny Clarke,
Organ,
Ituana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Association,
China Crisis,
Ten City,
The Fuzztones,
Aloha Tigers,
Altered Images,
Sugar Minott,
David Axelrod,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Freddie Wadling,
Alton Ellis,
Animal Collective,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Flag,
The Gories,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
Eric Dolphy,
Au Pairs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Blancmange,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Litter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Lee Hazlewood,
James White and The Blacks,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.