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 Macedonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 techno 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
Scion,
Thompson Twins,
The Selecter,
Black Sheep,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yellowson,
U.S. Maple,
the Swans,
Lower 48,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Henry Cow,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mojo Men,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scott Walker,
48th St. Collective,
Flipper,
Todd Terry,
The Remains,
Silicon Teens,
Motorama,
Alison Limerick,
Cymande,
Sällskapet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Warren Ellis,
Kaleidoscope,
Steve Hackett,
The Victims,
The Gladiators,
Clear Light,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yazoo,
EPMD,
Althea and Donna,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Suburban Knight,
H. Thieme,
Ponytail,
Loose Ends,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Byrd,
Dave Gahan,
The Gories,
The Dirtbombs,
Trumans Water,
Mission of Burma,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Byron Stingily,
Sugar Minott,
Guru Guru,
The Detroit Cobras,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.