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 Somalia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Hashim to the techno 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lindisfarne,
The Names,
The Wake,
Albert Ayler,
Prince Buster,
Trumans Water,
This Heat,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Dolphy,
Make Up,
Eden Ahbez,
K-Klass,
Lucky Dragons,
Idris Muhammad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The United States of America,
Radiohead,
Crime,
Pylon,
Spoonie Gee,
The American Breed,
Funky Four + One,
The Human League,
The Searchers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Evens,
Nas,
Simply Red,
Hot Snakes,
The Cramps,
Brass Construction,
Hasil Adkins,
The Happenings,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marcia Griffiths,
David McCallum,
Lalann,
The Move,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minnie Riperton,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Laurel Aitken,
Quadrant,
The Index,
Lungfish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
the Slits,
Parry Music,
The Offenders,
Fugazi,
Camberwell Now,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.