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 Papua New Guinea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Copenhagen.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Patti Smith to the rap 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
The Durutti Column,
The Doors,
A Certain Ratio,
Yaz,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti,
Mad Mike,
Fatback Band,
The Real Kids,
The Angels of Light,
Rufus Thomas,
Drexciya,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gladiators,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Depeche Mode,
Eli Mardock,
Scientists,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Max Romeo,
Fad Gadget,
Kenny Larkin,
The Divine Comedy,
Fear,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skaos,
Suburban Knight,
Von Mondo,
Soulsonic Force,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dark Day,
The Busters,
Rakim,
Cymande,
Gong,
KRS-One,
Duran Duran,
Groovy Waters,
Eden Ahbez,
Mo-Dettes,
Sun City Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Dead Boys,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Flesh Eaters,
Masters at Work,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barry Ungar,
Little Man,
Gabor Szabo,
The Trojans,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.