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 Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Public Image Ltd. to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Skaos,
Youth Brigade,
Laurel Aitken,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kevin Saunderson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Second Layer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yazoo,
The Misunderstood,
Delta 5,
Warsaw,
The Names,
Icehouse,
the Swans,
10cc,
The Blues Magoos,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Oneida,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jacob Miller,
DJ Sneak,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quantec,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Style,
the Association,
Chris & Cosey,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Velvet Underground,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Smoke,
Maurizio,
In Retrospect,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brand Nubian,
Lungfish,
Joensuu 1685,
Suicide,
Tom Boy,
Zero Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Pulsallama,
Circle Jerks,
The Cramps,
The Grass Roots,
Popol Vuh,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Cluster,
Can,
Ituana,
Fluxion,
cv313,
Skarface,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.