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 Germany and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the disco 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Radiohead,
the Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
The United States of America,
Adolescents,
New York Dolls,
Pierre Henry,
Jacob Miller,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Loose Ends,
Public Enemy,
Sonic Youth,
Fela Kuti,
Davy DMX,
The Stooges,
Pantaleimon,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gichy Dan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Chris & Cosey,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Busters,
Pagans,
Blossom Toes,
The Neon Judgement,
Television Personalities,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pere Ubu,
Lalann,
D'Angelo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
Rotary Connection,
Au Pairs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Little Man,
Erykah Badu,
Ultra Naté,
David McCallum,
Black Flag,
Robert Hood,
Clear Light,
Brothers Johnson,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Martian,
Section 25,
Kool Moe Dee,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Oneida, Oneida, Oneida, Oneida.
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.