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 Papua New Guinea and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Guru Guru to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Suicide 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 funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Ohio Players,
The Fuzztones,
Smog,
Pantaleimon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang Green,
The Move,
The Toasters,
Crash Course in Science,
Q and Not U,
John Lydon,
The Associates,
Slick Rick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lyres,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Judy Mowatt,
Faust,
Eden Ahbez,
The Skatalites,
The Smoke,
Carl Craig,
Bad Manners,
Can,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Metal Thangz,
Quadrant,
Hoover,
Spandau Ballet,
Ultra Naté,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Last Poets,
World's Most,
Ronnie Foster,
Swans,
Q65,
X-102,
Iggy Pop,
Sparks,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marine Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Swell Maps,
Godley & Creme,
Bauhaus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flipper,
Mandrill,
Sun Ra,
Dawn Penn,
Ken Boothe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
Das Ding,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.