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 Slovenia and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Todd Terry to the jazz 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Residents,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alton Ellis,
Boredoms,
Quantec,
Average White Band,
The Leaves,
Piero Umiliani,
Kenny Larkin,
Hardrive,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gang Green,
The Angels of Light,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Laurel Aitken,
Urselle,
The Litter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Beau Brummels,
Heaven 17,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Amazonics,
Blossom Toes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Jerry's Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker,
Eve St. Jones,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Althea and Donna,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pussy Galore,
Darondo,
Lower 48,
Von Mondo,
Clear Light,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
The Techniques,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
Brass Construction,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.