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 Comoros and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Brothers Johnson to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Godley & Creme,
Dave Gahan,
Erykah Badu,
Q and Not U,
Tears for Fears,
Deadbeat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Amon Düül II,
The Music Machine,
Idris Muhammad,
D'Angelo,
Danielle Patucci,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Scientists,
Buzzcocks,
The Invisible,
cv313,
The Human League,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rotary Connection,
The Seeds,
Nico,
B.T. Express,
Lindisfarne,
The Selecter,
Massinfluence,
Thee Headcoats,
Q65,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boz Scaggs,
Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Neil Young,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Görl,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skaos,
Blossom Toes,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Fania All-Stars,
Black Flag,
John Coltrane,
Gang Gang Dance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Laurel Aitken,
Big Daddy Kane,
Slick Rick,
The Pretty Things,
Japan,
The Martian,
James White and The Blacks,
Quando Quango,
Gong,
Television,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.