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 Russia and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Lou Reed 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
OOIOO,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Make Up,
Lightning Bolt,
Byron Stingily,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sun Ra,
Kool Moe Dee,
Excepter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Masters at Work,
Schoolly D,
Mary Jane Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
X-101,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Oblivians,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Zapp,
Khruangbin,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Bush Tetras,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
Agitation Free,
Deakin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Victims,
DJ Style,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
Davy DMX,
Smog,
Robert Wyatt,
Inner City,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lee Hazlewood,
Half Japanese,
The Human League,
Outsiders,
Tom Boy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Nas,
Kurtis Blow,
Metal Thangz,
The Angels of Light,
ABC,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
The Standells,
Malaria!,
cv313,
Harry Pussy,
The Dead C,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.