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 Croatia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Schoolly D to the grime 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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Lakeside,
Motorama,
Radiohead,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Michelle Simonal,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moody Blues,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Severed Heads,
Gang of Four,
Glenn Branca,
Brass Construction,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Das Ding,
Brand Nubian,
Godley & Creme,
the Swans,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Danielle Patucci,
The New Christs,
Pantaleimon,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
Spoonie Gee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Echospace,
Joey Negro,
Roxy Music,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Count Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ken Boothe,
Altered Images,
Black Sheep,
Jandek,
Ossler,
John Holt,
The Evens,
Slave,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pere Ubu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
In Retrospect,
Y Pants,
Johnny Clarke,
Angry Samoans,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.