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 Turkmenistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 rhodes 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats 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?
Susan Cadogan,
Roxette,
Pussy Galore,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Smooth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reuben Wilson,
Tears for Fears,
Gil Scott Heron,
Shoche,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pantytec,
Kaleidoscope,
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
The Victims,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Negative Approach,
Whodini,
Scion,
JFA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tim Buckley,
Theoretical Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Moon,
The Music Machine,
Mark Hollis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scratch Acid,
ABBA,
Cameo,
The Residents,
Monolake,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
Delta 5,
Easy Going,
8 Eyed Spy,
Junior Murvin,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
John Holt,
The Monochrome Set,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma,
Cecil Taylor,
Radiopuhelimet,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
D'Angelo,
Camberwell Now,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.