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 Taiwan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fire Engines,
Robert Wyatt,
Drive Like Jehu,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Theoretical Girls,
Bauhaus,
The Leaves,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Matthew Bourne,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wally Richardson,
The Beau Brummels,
Ornette Coleman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cheater Slicks,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
Eric Copeland,
Harry Pussy,
the Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Groovy Waters,
The Moleskins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bootsy Collins,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Interpol,
Glenn Branca,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sun Ra,
Reagan Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Pylon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scion,
Bluetip,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Jandek,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
Basic Channel,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Slave,
Circle Jerks,
Al Stewart,
Leonard Cohen,
Newcleus,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.