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 Belize and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Big Daddy Kane to the rap 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 Das Ding. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ronnie Foster,
New Order,
EPMD,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Babytalk,
Sister Nancy,
Oneida,
Colin Newman,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mojo Men,
Eric B and Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Panda Bear,
Lakeside,
Sun City Girls,
Rapeman,
T. Rex,
Zapp,
The Selecter,
Urselle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Sheep,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
Can,
U.S. Maple,
The Angels of Light,
Kenny Larkin,
The Residents,
Amon Düül,
Ultra Naté,
Ludus,
Howard Jones,
Marshall Jefferson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lungfish,
The Saints,
Camberwell Now,
The Young Rascals,
The Gladiators,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Quantec,
The Fugs,
Hardrive,
The Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television,
Eli Mardock,
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
Isaac Hayes,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Normal,
X-101,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.