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 Jamaica and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 June of 44 to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Connie Case,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Khruangbin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sixth Finger,
Babytalk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
AZ,
Masters at Work,
Jimmy McGriff,
World's Most,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scan 7,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
Con Funk Shun,
The Young Rascals,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Grandmaster Flash,
Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Organ,
Steve Hackett,
Bauhaus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Man Eating Sloth,
Aural Exciters,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Techniques,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
8 Eyed Spy,
Aaron Thompson,
Piero Umiliani,
Derrick May,
OOIOO,
Thompson Twins,
New Order,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Motorama,
The Saints,
Electric Prunes,
Hardrive,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed,
Archie Shepp,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
Scion,
Trumans Water,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.