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 Angola and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Suicide to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Yellowson,
Nas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Leaves,
La Düsseldorf,
Ponytail,
The Five Americans,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Amon Düül II,
Pantytec,
Isaac Hayes,
Kas Product,
Peter and Kerry,
JFA,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
the Human League,
Matthew Bourne,
a-ha,
Pulsallama,
The Moleskins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scrapy,
Dead Boys,
Tropical Tobacco,
Blake Baxter,
Y Pants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pet Shop Boys,
Subhumans,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Martian,
The American Breed,
Roxette,
Fela Kuti,
Television,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Gichy Dan,
Don Cherry,
Erykah Badu,
Surgeon,
Eve St. Jones,
The Fire Engines,
Sparks,
Unwound,
The Slackers,
Joy Division,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sound Behaviour,
Ice-T,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Iggy Pop,
Anakelly,
The Busters,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul Sonic Force,
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.