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 Bangladesh and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Grandmaster Flash 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Vainqueur,
UT,
Scientists,
The Real Kids,
Scrapy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Heaven 17,
Idris Muhammad,
Sister Nancy,
Half Japanese,
Black Flag,
Alton Ellis,
Steve Hackett,
The Index,
Agent Orange,
Brass Construction,
David McCallum,
Bill Near,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fear,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fuzztones,
Don Cherry,
The Count Five,
Darondo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blancmange,
Alice Coltrane,
Grauzone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deadbeat,
Yellowson,
Cheater Slicks,
10cc,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Music Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Surgeon,
Letta Mbulu,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
Matthew Bourne,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jimmy McGriff,
Altered Images,
Arab on Radar,
The Vogues,
Smog,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nico,
Excepter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rhythm & Sound,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.