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 Mexico and from Beijing.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Anakelly to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins 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?
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Liliput,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Cell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Altered Images,
Terrestrial Tones,
Easy Going,
Bluetip,
Pharoah Sanders,
Surgeon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lindisfarne,
Rakim,
Lungfish,
8 Eyed Spy,
Oneida,
The Cramps,
48th St. Collective,
Fat Boys,
Minutemen,
Groovy Waters,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Animal Collective,
Funkadelic,
Skriet,
Kayak,
Ice-T,
Bronski Beat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Rod Modell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Sonics,
Tears for Fears,
Rotary Connection,
Spandau Ballet,
Arthur Verocai,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Danielle Patucci,
David Axelrod,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kevin Saunderson,
One Last Wish,
K-Klass,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slackers,
Goldenarms,
Harmonia,
Dennis Brown,
Dark Day,
The Monochrome Set,
June of 44,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Susan Cadogan,
Aloha Tigers,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.