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 Grenada and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Electric Prunes to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Infiniti,
Flipper,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scientists,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sällskapet,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
The Blackbyrds,
Scratch Acid,
Crooked Eye,
Peter and Kerry,
The Happenings,
Warsaw,
Vainqueur,
Connie Case,
Sun City Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Motions,
the Soft Cell,
Josef K,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
In Retrospect,
James White and The Blacks,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Smog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Terry,
Liliput,
Chris Corsano,
Average White Band,
Alphaville,
Masters at Work,
Bronski Beat,
Fela Kuti,
Audionom,
Judy Mowatt,
Sandy B,
The Birthday Party,
Delon & Dalcan,
Essential Logic,
Brass Construction,
Schoolly D,
Ornette Coleman,
Dead Boys,
48th St. Collective,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gories,
Ultra Naté,
T. Rex,
Carl Craig,
cv313,
Cecil Taylor,
Reagan Youth,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.