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 Burkina and from Halifax.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Ohio Players to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unwound,
Byron Stingily,
Aural Exciters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Names,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fluxion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
Hashim,
The Leaves,
Stiv Bators,
The Blues Magoos,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pantaleimon,
Von Mondo,
Gang Green,
Main Source,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Motions,
Mo-Dettes,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric B and Rakim,
Isaac Hayes,
Josef K,
LL Cool J,
Half Japanese,
The Moody Blues,
Johnny Clarke,
Sonic Youth,
Oneida,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aaron Thompson,
Audionom,
X-Ray Spex,
David Axelrod,
The Buckinghams,
the Swans,
Tim Buckley,
Index,
Donald Byrd,
The Gladiators,
Shoche,
DJ Sneak,
Public Image Ltd.,
Tommy Roe,
Au Pairs,
Pussy Galore,
Angry Samoans,
Simply Red,
Tubeway Army,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Searchers,
Scott Walker,
Mantronix,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Nas,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.