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 Senegal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Cale to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Neon Judgement,
Brass Construction,
The Kinks,
Soft Machine,
Outsiders,
Gil Scott Heron,
Make Up,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Minnie Riperton,
Section 25,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soul II Soul,
Frankie Knuckles,
Monolake,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rufus Thomas,
Crash Course in Science,
Swans,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Blake Baxter,
Suburban Knight,
Lalann,
Roxy Music,
Harry Pussy,
The Busters,
T.S.O.L.,
Oblivians,
Metal Thangz,
David McCallum,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
The Dirtbombs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Alton Ellis,
Maurizio,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Chris & Cosey,
Bauhaus,
Barbara Tucker,
Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Althea and Donna,
Radio Birdman,
Gang Starr,
Mo-Dettes,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.