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 Spain and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stiv Bators to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amazonics,
The Vogues,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Association,
Agitation Free,
Rufus Thomas,
Grauzone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
Andrew Hill,
Brand Nubian,
Jimmy McGriff,
a-ha,
Aswad,
Kayak,
Gang Green,
The Leaves,
The Dead C,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
John Cale,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joey Negro,
X-Ray Spex,
Wings,
Country Teasers,
Zero Boys,
cv313,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slackers,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cramps,
The Skatalites,
Pet Shop Boys,
Model 500,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Little Man,
Fluxion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rekid,
Radio Birdman,
Flipper,
Toni Rubio,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
David McCallum,
Derrick May,
John Foxx,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.