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 Sudan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Harpers Bizarre to the funk 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Minutemen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Bar-Kays,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Soft Cell,
Lucky Dragons,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
Trumans Water,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Moleskins,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maleditus Sound,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
U.S. Maple,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultravox,
AZ,
the Swans,
Television,
Tom Boy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Deepchord,
Black Sheep,
Bad Manners,
Harpers Bizarre,
Reuben Wilson,
The Litter,
The Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Rod Modell,
Hot Snakes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
ABBA,
Banda Bassotti,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Starr,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
New Age Steppers,
Echospace,
Ornette Coleman,
The Dead C,
Index,
Japan,
The Offenders,
Cluster,
The Stooges,
The Gladiators,
the Association,
Stereo Dub,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.