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 Mozambique and from Spokane.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Shoche to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Max Romeo,
CMW,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Real Kids,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dark Day,
Youth Brigade,
Parry Music,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Associates,
The Barracudas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nils Olav,
The Buckinghams,
The Trojans,
Jawbox,
Bluetip,
Slick Rick,
Ronan,
a-ha,
Grandmaster Flash,
JFA,
The Blackbyrds,
One Last Wish,
Rod Modell,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lucky Dragons,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispy Ambulance,
Anakelly,
Excepter,
Main Source,
Mission of Burma,
Donald Byrd,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
Ossler,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Fear,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
Lakeside,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Skaos,
Con Funk Shun,
Mary Jane Girls,
Albert Ayler,
Don Cherry,
Depeche Mode,
Sixth Finger,
Inner City,
The Monks,
KRS-One,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.