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 Suriname and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Connie Case to the jazz 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
Heaven 17,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lee Hazlewood,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Index,
Tom Boy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
The Skatalites,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Von Mondo,
X-102,
Fugazi,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mars,
Donny Hathaway,
Hardrive,
10cc,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
John Cale,
Altered Images,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Vainqueur,
Royal Trux,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gong,
The Dirtbombs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
the Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
AZ,
K-Klass,
Saccharine Trust,
Joe Finger,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Technova,
The Selecter,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brick,
Fela Kuti,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Teasers,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.