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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ituana to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Gichy Dan,
Technova,
Lee Hazlewood,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
Gang Green,
Brick,
Joe Smooth,
Spandau Ballet,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Wally Richardson,
Kerrie Biddell,
The United States of America,
The Trojans,
Rakim,
Inner City,
Reuben Wilson,
The Toasters,
Can,
Aswad,
Metal Thangz,
Livin' Joy,
Rotary Connection,
Simply Red,
The Fortunes,
The Standells,
Blossom Toes,
The Knickerbockers,
Maleditus Sound,
Leonard Cohen,
June of 44,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Magma,
Mars,
Patti Smith,
Cameo,
The Neon Judgement,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Skriet,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Charles Mingus,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Cal Tjader,
Arthur Verocai,
Rekid,
Scrapy,
Adolescents,
Harmonia,
Depeche Mode,
Dawn Penn,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gregory Isaacs,
Boredoms,
Black Flag,
Alice Coltrane,
Kas Product,
Intrusion,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.