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 New Zealand and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 chamberlin 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 Marc Almond to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department 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 Smoke,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Young Rascals,
48th St. Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacob Miller,
Kaleidoscope,
Tommy Roe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gong,
Q65,
Brass Construction,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pere Ubu,
Peter & Gordon,
Yaz,
Cybotron,
Wally Richardson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Inner City,
Ponytail,
Joensuu 1685,
The Fuzztones,
Donald Byrd,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Vainqueur,
Crooked Eye,
Masters at Work,
The Motions,
Zapp,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Joey Negro,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T.S.O.L.,
The Slackers,
Quantec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Alice Coltrane,
FM Einheit,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tom Boy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.