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 Eritrea and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Yusef Lateef 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Suburban Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
The Associates,
Das Ding,
10cc,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Starr,
Grey Daturas,
Section 25,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
Niagra,
Rotary Connection,
Leonard Cohen,
The Blackbyrds,
Don Cherry,
Sound Behaviour,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kayak,
Althea and Donna,
The United States of America,
Fear,
The Seeds,
kango's stein massive,
Funky Four + One,
In Retrospect,
Charles Mingus,
Von Mondo,
Soul II Soul,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lungfish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Babytalk,
Eve St. Jones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Terrestrial Tones,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
Susan Cadogan,
Delta 5,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Hoover,
Supertramp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kas Product,
The Dirtbombs,
Barrington Levy,
Kurtis Blow,
Radio Birdman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stiv Bators,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television,
Rod Modell,
James White and The Blacks,
Ohio Players,
Q and Not U,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.