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 St Lucia and from London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer 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 The Count Five to the punk 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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Gun Club,
Girls At Our Best!,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lightning Bolt,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pretty Things,
Pulsallama,
Donny Hathaway,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kurtis Blow,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Monochrome Set,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Sheep,
Minny Pops,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Womack,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Audionom,
Terry Callier,
The Walker Brothers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Clarke,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
The Golliwogs,
10cc,
The Martian,
Shoche,
Youth Brigade,
Hot Snakes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Nas,
Lower 48,
Flipper,
Colin Newman,
The Gladiators,
Connie Case,
The J.B.'s,
Dave Gahan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zapp,
Ice-T,
Swell Maps,
Rekid,
The Remains,
Pantytec,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yazoo,
Robert Wyatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Liliput,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marmalade,
The Associates,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.