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 Nauru and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Sound Behaviour to the electroclash 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Brick,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Wake,
The Move,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
L. Decosne,
Morten Harket,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lakeside,
The Fall,
Procol Harum,
Nas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marc Almond,
Alice Coltrane,
the Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harry Pussy,
Rapeman,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Radiopuhelimet,
In Retrospect,
Derrick Morgan,
The Selecter,
X-102,
Kurtis Blow,
The Electric Prunes,
Radiohead,
The Durutti Column,
The Standells,
Rakim,
Crispian St. Peters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Infiniti,
Bobby Byrd,
Skaos,
Lungfish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Livin' Joy,
Bill Wells,
the Human League,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
Average White Band,
Los Fastidios,
Carl Craig,
World's Most,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Supertramp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.