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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Johannesburg.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Lucky Dragons to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Icehouse,
Harmonia,
Boz Scaggs,
Second Layer,
The Gladiators,
the Bar-Kays,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker,
Pharoah Sanders,
Accadde A,
Mission of Burma,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Circle Jerks,
Terry Callier,
The Victims,
Aloha Tigers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Agent Orange,
Rufus Thomas,
Radiohead,
The Mojo Men,
John Foxx,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Moon,
Slave,
The J.B.'s,
Tim Buckley,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
The Fugs,
Janne Schatter,
The Busters,
Minny Pops,
John Coltrane,
Dawn Penn,
X-Ray Spex,
Jandek,
Shuggie Otis,
Archie Shepp,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faust,
Zero Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Howard Jones,
Kerri Chandler,
Ice-T,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai,
Dennis Brown,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Darondo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glenn Branca,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül,
R.M.O.,
Easy Going,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.