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 Madagascar and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Funkadelic to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Juan Atkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Offenders,
Eurythmics,
Angry Samoans,
Electric Prunes,
Alphaville,
Isaac Hayes,
Rekid,
Bobby Byrd,
Chris Corsano,
ABBA,
Interpol,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Yaz,
Mark Hollis,
Yazoo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blossom Toes,
Joy Division,
Pagans,
K-Klass,
Fela Kuti,
Piero Umiliani,
the Bar-Kays,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
D'Angelo,
The Knickerbockers,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Second Layer,
The Stooges,
Bluetip,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Ronan,
Mr. Review,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jacques Brel,
Japan,
Groovy Waters,
Desert Stars,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rotary Connection,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Mad Mike,
CMW,
Hashim,
Bauhaus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Yellowson,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.