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 Rwanda and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manchester.
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 oboe 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 Dorothy Ashby to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Los Fastidios,
Agitation Free,
Buzzcocks,
New Order,
The Angels of Light,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Swell Maps,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Matthew Halsall,
Wings,
Funkadelic,
The Durutti Column,
Henry Cow,
Ohio Players,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sex Pistols,
Dave Gahan,
Marvin Gaye,
Television,
Josef K,
JFA,
One Last Wish,
Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
The Buckinghams,
the Swans,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Metal Thangz,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Whodini,
Banda Bassotti,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
The Busters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Barbara Tucker,
Neu!,
Max Romeo,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
T.S.O.L.,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Misunderstood,
Oneida,
Chris & Cosey,
Hardrive,
Stereo Dub,
Animal Collective,
Basic Channel,
Todd Rundgren,
Maleditus Sound,
Brothers Johnson,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.