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 El Salvador and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer 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 Derrick Morgan to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Leaves. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Electric Prunes,
Juan Atkins,
Porter Ricks,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nico,
Bobby Byrd,
Aswad,
The Fortunes,
The Durutti Column,
The Vogues,
Leonard Cohen,
Youth Brigade,
Toni Rubio,
Lindisfarne,
the Normal,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fat Boys,
Harry Pussy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Oneida,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Duran Duran,
Sister Nancy,
Connie Case,
Morten Harket,
Average White Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blues Magoos,
Skarface,
Marmalade,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
Delta 5,
Half Japanese,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Malaria!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
Wally Richardson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Moss Icon,
Minny Pops,
MDC,
The Wake,
Kerrie Biddell,
Byron Stingily,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Thee Headcoats,
Maleditus Sound,
a-ha,
Gil Scott Heron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fall,
Rapeman,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.