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 Turkmenistan and from New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 U.S. Maple to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Pierre Henry,
MDC,
Hot Snakes,
Delta 5,
Adolescents,
The J.B.'s,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
Robert Wyatt,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brass Construction,
Chris & Cosey,
A Certain Ratio,
Arab on Radar,
Janne Schatter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Trojans,
Darondo,
Excepter,
Outsiders,
Absolute Body Control,
Crime,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Fania All-Stars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
In Retrospect,
Visage,
Funky Four + One,
The Cowsills,
John Holt,
The Martian,
Piero Umiliani,
Tommy Roe,
Slick Rick,
Scrapy,
Shuggie Otis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalann,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
cv313,
Skaos,
Thompson Twins,
Brick,
Stetsasonic,
Bob Dylan,
Guru Guru,
Idris Muhammad,
The Count Five,
The Stooges,
OOIOO,
Arthur Verocai,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.