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 Luxembourg and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar 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 Piero Umiliani to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Toasters. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Cecil Taylor,
Television Personalities,
New York Dolls,
DNA,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
The Human League,
Unwound,
Qualms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
The Birthday Party,
Eden Ahbez,
Peter & Gordon,
Alison Limerick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Talk Talk,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster,
JFA,
Pylon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Misunderstood,
Public Enemy,
Henry Cow,
Cluster,
Bad Manners,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Funky Four + One,
Nick Fraelich,
Symarip,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
La Düsseldorf,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sun City Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Parrish,
The Slackers,
The Techniques,
Rapeman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ludus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Yazoo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camberwell Now,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.