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 Ivory Coast and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Byron Stingily to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Freddie Wadling,
China Crisis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Toasters,
Yellowson,
The Trojans,
Arthur Verocai,
Quantec,
Fear,
Pylon,
Reuben Wilson,
LL Cool J,
Derrick May,
Anthony Braxton,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ten City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sam Rivers,
Harry Pussy,
the Association,
Warren Ellis,
Ituana,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moleskins,
The Names,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gong,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Excepter,
The Busters,
Sun City Girls,
48th St. Collective,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joyce Sims,
the Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Tremeloes,
Sugar Minott,
Todd Terry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Drexciya,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marvin Gaye,
Cybotron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Slackers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Graham Central Station,
The Monks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Tim Buckley,
Lightning Bolt,
Altered Images,
Scientists,
Scion,
Lou Reed,
The Monochrome Set,
In Retrospect,
Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music, Parry Music.
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.