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 Austria and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dawn Penn to the techno 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Aswad,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Black Dice,
Maurizio,
The Alarm Clocks,
Shoche,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Agitation Free,
The Techniques,
Camberwell Now,
Dorothy Ashby,
MDC,
Yazoo,
Kenny Larkin,
Goldenarms,
The Doors,
Judy Mowatt,
Visage,
Procol Harum,
Smog,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mr. Review,
K-Klass,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fire Engines,
Sandy B,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Graham Central Station,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang Green,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Aloha Tigers,
Soulsonic Force,
Gang Starr,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gories,
Black Pus,
Bobby Womack,
Laurel Aitken,
Yellowson,
Joey Negro,
Kurtis Blow,
Spoonie Gee,
Roxy Music,
New York Dolls,
Sun City Girls,
Byron Stingily,
R.M.O.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pagans,
The Real Kids,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.