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 Comoros and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hoover to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Cramps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Raincoats,
Camberwell Now,
The American Breed,
Camouflage,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Wyatt,
Bill Near,
Anthony Braxton,
Nico,
Toni Rubio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
Archie Shepp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Urselle,
The Zeros,
The Moleskins,
Skriet,
The Trojans,
Robert Görl,
Marmalade,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
DJ Style,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gerry Rafferty,
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Flag,
The Neon Judgement,
Jawbox,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Dead C,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Television Personalities,
Scrapy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
Sparks,
the Fania All-Stars,
La Düsseldorf,
Quantec,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Busters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sister Nancy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Icehouse,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siglo XX,
The Wake,
The Evens,
The Buckinghams,
The Modern Lovers,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.