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 Macedonia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Franke to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warren Ellis,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
Los Fastidios,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Bush Tetras,
The Vogues,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blossom Toes,
Metal Thangz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Hill,
Au Pairs,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Arab on Radar,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
Tommy Roe,
In Retrospect,
Peter and Kerry,
L. Decosne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Kenny Larkin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Busters,
The Star Department,
Bobby Sherman,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker,
Bootsy Collins,
Godley & Creme,
Quadrant,
Wire,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxette,
Kerrie Biddell,
Altered Images,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Womack,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
The Standells,
Groovy Waters,
Grauzone,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.