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 Niger and from Manila.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Soft Machine to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Fortunes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Avey Tare,
June Days,
Essential Logic,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rites of Spring,
X-101,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rakim,
James White and The Blacks,
The Neon Judgement,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Divine Comedy,
Zero Boys,
Archie Shepp,
John Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
a-ha,
the Association,
Kayak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Associates,
The Techniques,
Chris & Cosey,
La Düsseldorf,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Letta Mbulu,
Aaron Thompson,
The Moody Blues,
Altered Images,
The Sonics,
Theoretical Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Underground Resistance,
Mission of Burma,
The Black Dice,
DJ Style,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Saccharine Trust,
Vladislav Delay,
Cecil Taylor,
Camouflage,
Mark Hollis,
X-Ray Spex,
Infiniti,
The Young Rascals,
Ornette Coleman,
Danielle Patucci,
Franke,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
Sparks,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Make Up,
Alison Limerick,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.