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 Armenia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Sparks,
Lyres,
Whodini,
Nik Kershaw,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crispy Ambulance,
Pylon,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Gang Dance,
Graham Central Station,
Warsaw,
Slick Rick,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Anthony Braxton,
Magazine,
Pantaleimon,
Grey Daturas,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Human League,
Aaron Thompson,
Agent Orange,
Al Stewart,
Marvin Gaye,
The Evens,
The Pretty Things,
Liliput,
The Toasters,
Eddi Front,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bill Near,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quando Quango,
Pulsallama,
Jerry's Kids,
F. McDonald,
David Axelrod,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jandek,
The Slits,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Starr,
Theoretical Girls,
Alphaville,
Subhumans,
Ten City,
Gastr Del Sol,
Boredoms,
Lower 48,
Marine Girls,
In Retrospect,
R.M.O.,
The Wake,
Index,
The Durutti Column,
Sandy B,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nico,
ABC,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.