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 Jordan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
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 clarinet 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the electroclash 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
David McCallum,
Frankie Knuckles,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pop Group,
Matthew Halsall,
Hardrive,
Youth Brigade,
Dawn Penn,
Amazonics,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
Second Layer,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
Iggy Pop,
Ultra Naté,
The Gap Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Eli Mardock,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Los Fastidios,
The Cramps,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Deepchord,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
Country Teasers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav,
Theoretical Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Minnie Riperton,
Stiv Bators,
Parry Music,
These Immortal Souls,
The Searchers,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin,
Joey Negro,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
Man Parrish,
Moebius,
The Saints,
Don Cherry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
The Angels of Light,
Slave,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Siglo XX,
UT,
Barrington Levy,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.