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 Argentina and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the punk 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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marvin Gaye,
Neu!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Raincoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Grass Roots,
The Invisible,
The Blackbyrds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Warsaw,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Barracudas,
Yazoo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Connie Case,
Wally Richardson,
Magma,
D'Angelo,
Henry Cow,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
The Dirtbombs,
The Walker Brothers,
Soft Machine,
The Count Five,
Supertramp,
Main Source,
Piero Umiliani,
The Fall,
The Smiths,
Bronski Beat,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
Monolake,
the Fania All-Stars,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Angels of Light,
Clear Light,
Anthony Braxton,
Yaz,
Jerry's Kids,
Television Personalities,
Dawn Penn,
ABBA,
Howard Jones,
Neil Young,
The Standells,
Gerry Rafferty,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.