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 Andorra and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 OOIOO to the disco 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Niagra,
Robert Hood,
The Raincoats,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pantytec,
The Moleskins,
Kerri Chandler,
The Real Kids,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fugs,
Piero Umiliani,
Hot Snakes,
The Leaves,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Juan Atkins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
Yazoo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Litter,
Rotary Connection,
Barbara Tucker,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flash Fearless,
Maurizio,
Television Personalities,
John Cale,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Axelrod,
Lalann,
FM Einheit,
This Heat,
Deakin,
Nik Kershaw,
Slave,
Blossom Toes,
The Index,
Anakelly,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gabor Szabo,
Soulsonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gang of Four,
Ornette Coleman,
Motorama,
MC5,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ituana,
Marvin Gaye,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül II,
Fear,
Sugar Minott,
Ronan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.