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 Spain and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 David Bowie 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Hot Snakes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Red Krayola record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Negative Approach,
Joensuu 1685,
Youth Brigade,
Carl Craig,
Rufus Thomas,
Tim Buckley,
Henry Cow,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Darondo,
Ultravox,
The Saints,
Radiohead,
Can,
The Remains,
Danielle Patucci,
Nils Olav,
Lungfish,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
K-Klass,
The Skatalites,
KRS-One,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
UT,
The Litter,
Audionom,
Skriet,
Michelle Simonal,
Royal Trux,
Johnny Clarke,
Stereo Dub,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Pus,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
Amon Düül II,
JFA,
Ice-T,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
The Blackbyrds,
Lindisfarne,
Loose Ends,
Underground Resistance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABC,
Amon Düül,
U.S. Maple,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Monochrome Set,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flipper,
Sound Behaviour,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.