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 Syria and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 arpeggiator 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 Joensuu 1685 to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sound,
The Barracudas,
Spoonie Gee,
Hasil Adkins,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gun Club,
Pulsallama,
Lindisfarne,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang of Four,
Whodini,
Dark Day,
John Cale,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
Skarface,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Grass Roots,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
Soft Machine,
EPMD,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Slits,
Siglo XX,
Matthew Halsall,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ronan,
The Dead C,
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Henry Cow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swans,
Zapp,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Blossom Toes,
Brothers Johnson,
Desert Stars,
The Residents,
New Order,
The Cramps,
Traffic Nightmare,
T.S.O.L.,
Sandy B,
Magma,
JFA,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.