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 Malta and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin 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 Sun Ra to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
D'Angelo,
The Kinks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Toasters,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gap Band,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
New Order,
The Skatalites,
Index,
Judy Mowatt,
June Days,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Reagan Youth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tommy Roe,
Chris & Cosey,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Cale,
Lightning Bolt,
Bad Manners,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Teasers,
Stockholm Monsters,
L. Decosne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Zapp,
X-102,
Hardrive,
Sister Nancy,
Brand Nubian,
Magazine,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Minutemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Black Dice,
Davy DMX,
Gang of Four,
Derrick Morgan,
Derrick May,
Warsaw,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Idris Muhammad,
Mark Hollis,
PIL,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Janne Schatter,
Metal Thangz,
Monks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cheater Slicks,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.