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 Sierra Leone and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 clarinet 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 Marcia Griffiths to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
EPMD,
Fluxion,
The Barracudas,
T.S.O.L.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
MDC,
Jandek,
Hoover,
Dead Boys,
Bobby Womack,
Darondo,
Cybotron,
Unwound,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Crash Course in Science,
Avey Tare,
The Pop Group,
Youth Brigade,
The Misunderstood,
Can,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
The Toasters,
DJ Style,
Judy Mowatt,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
John Foxx,
The Skatalites,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Lydon,
OOIOO,
Tommy Roe,
Drexciya,
Goldenarms,
The Invisible,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Morten Harket,
The Wake,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
Cymande,
Eden Ahbez,
Television,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Funky Four + One,
Albert Ayler,
Marmalade,
Sugar Minott,
The Index,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Mills,
The Move,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.