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 Samoa and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Tremeloes to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire 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 funk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Organ,
Iggy Pop,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eurythmics,
Man Parrish,
This Heat,
Accadde A,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Busters,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Shuggie Otis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
U.S. Maple,
The Trojans,
Massinfluence,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Hashim,
Skarface,
The Black Dice,
Drive Like Jehu,
Faust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Niagra,
Wally Richardson,
Jacques Brel,
Camberwell Now,
Soulsonic Force,
Ronnie Foster,
Minny Pops,
The Pop Group,
Outsiders,
LL Cool J,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brand Nubian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bauhaus,
The Smiths,
Inner City,
Zero Boys,
Television,
Tommy Roe,
Lungfish,
KRS-One,
Joey Negro,
Frankie Knuckles,
La Düsseldorf,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.