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 Gambia and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Darondo to the disco 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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Wasted Youth,
Henry Cow,
Joyce Sims,
The Raincoats,
AZ,
New Age Steppers,
Desert Stars,
The Trojans,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Brass Construction,
Mad Mike,
The Moleskins,
Mary Jane Girls,
B.T. Express,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anakelly,
Gong,
Tom Boy,
Heaven 17,
Aloha Tigers,
Minor Threat,
Moby Grape,
Chris & Cosey,
T. Rex,
Slave,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jacob Miller,
Kurtis Blow,
Mars,
Agitation Free,
Quantec,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Kerri Chandler,
Newcleus,
Ken Boothe,
Fela Kuti,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zapp,
Thee Headcoats,
The Selecter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lightning Bolt,
The Invisible,
Second Layer,
Model 500,
Flamin' Groovies,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camouflage,
Quando Quango,
The Gladiators,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
Morten Harket,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
Marvin Gaye,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.