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 Namibia and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Massinfluence to the rap 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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vainqueur record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blossom Toes,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kurtis Blow,
Joy Division,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Zapp,
Average White Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
48th St. Collective,
Throbbing Gristle,
Oneida,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Bananas,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Enemy,
Marc Almond,
Hardrive,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Essential Logic,
Camberwell Now,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blues Magoos,
The Barracudas,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Half Japanese,
The Moody Blues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Martian,
Marcia Griffiths,
Main Source,
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacob Miller,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Doobie Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-Ray Spex,
Los Fastidios,
The Five Americans,
Crispy Ambulance,
Q and Not U,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Toni Rubio,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.