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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 Sun Ra to the disco 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Intrusion,
The Cowsills,
Roxy Music,
Duran Duran,
Television Personalities,
Connie Case,
This Heat,
Idris Muhammad,
The Happenings,
Massinfluence,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tommy Roe,
David Bowie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
The Gladiators,
Albert Ayler,
Nirvana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Morten Harket,
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
Kerri Chandler,
Yellowson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lucky Dragons,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Wyatt,
Bauhaus,
La Düsseldorf,
Judy Mowatt,
Boredoms,
The Cramps,
Index,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacques Brel,
Gichy Dan,
Black Pus,
Unrelated Segments,
Smog,
The Fuzztones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Altered Images,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Moon,
Radiohead,
Arab on Radar,
Prince Buster,
Crime,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dual Sessions,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Copeland,
The Zeros,
Scion,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.