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 Haiti and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ludus to the disco 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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Susan Cadogan,
Sister Nancy,
Mo-Dettes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marine Girls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultravox,
Toni Rubio,
Kaleidoscope,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Audionom,
Maleditus Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Shadows of Knight,
Alice Coltrane,
John Coltrane,
The Leaves,
Anakelly,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
Von Mondo,
Ohio Players,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Wells,
Lungfish,
Lalann,
Deakin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Inner City,
Man Parrish,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Seeds,
Skriet,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Busters,
The Gap Band,
Yellowson,
Al Stewart,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Thompson Twins,
Cecil Taylor,
The Associates,
Bill Near,
Ponytail,
Sandy B,
Accadde A,
Subhumans,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Amazonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Nas,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.