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 Qatar and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Skatalites to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joey Negro,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Hill,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Josef K,
T.S.O.L.,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
The Fall,
John Cale,
Hardrive,
Joensuu 1685,
Circle Jerks,
48th St. Collective,
Surgeon,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Buckinghams,
Jeff Mills,
Peter and Kerry,
a-ha,
Ituana,
Roxette,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Average White Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Lydon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
Desert Stars,
David Axelrod,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Christie,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
Royal Trux,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Althea and Donna,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Joe Finger,
Soul II Soul,
The Red Krayola,
Public Enemy,
The Moody Blues,
Audionom,
Flipper,
Pylon,
Sixth Finger,
Fugazi,
Man Eating Sloth,
B.T. Express,
The Star Department,
Newcleus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.