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 Armenia and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 U.S. Maple to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Residents,
Colin Newman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Morten Harket,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Tom Boy,
The Motions,
Steve Hackett,
Tomorrow,
Brass Construction,
Main Source,
Nik Kershaw,
The Litter,
Intrusion,
Icehouse,
Howard Jones,
Vainqueur,
The Cure,
Symarip,
Erasure,
John Holt,
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
Moebius,
Excepter,
The Move,
The Fuzztones,
Pantytec,
Rosa Yemen,
Pierre Henry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lou Reed,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
Echospace,
The Wake,
Ituana,
The Barracudas,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T. Rex,
David Axelrod,
Yellowson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Skatalites,
FM Einheit,
The Stooges,
The Victims,
K-Klass,
Warren Ellis,
Mantronix,
Kurtis Blow,
Anthony Braxton,
Avey Tare,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
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.