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 Afghanistan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Alice Coltrane to the rap 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a snare and a chamberlin 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 linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Newcleus,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronnie Foster,
Boz Scaggs,
The Real Kids,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
MC5,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
One Last Wish,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang of Four,
The Slackers,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fugazi,
Echospace,
Sam Rivers,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gastr Del Sol,
AZ,
The Fall,
Gang Green,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Isaac Hayes,
Sarah Menescal,
Slave,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funky Four + One,
Connie Case,
The Blues Magoos,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Deadbeat,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Starr,
Bad Manners,
James White and The Blacks,
Motorama,
Faraquet,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ralphi Rosario,
Outsiders,
Oblivians,
Soft Cell,
Khruangbin,
Joe Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Moss Icon,
Carl Craig,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.