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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lower 48 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum 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 spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
D'Angelo,
Moss Icon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scrapy,
Yusef Lateef,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hot Snakes,
Robert Görl,
Quantec,
The Pretty Things,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gichy Dan,
Slick Rick,
The Misunderstood,
Wally Richardson,
The Real Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
CMW,
World's Most,
Nik Kershaw,
Minor Threat,
The Saints,
Sound Behaviour,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Easy Going,
Bob Dylan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Dead C,
David Axelrod,
Lakeside,
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
Tubeway Army,
Lalann,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Royal Trux,
Brick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
R.M.O.,
Carl Craig,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
The Tremeloes,
Kaleidoscope,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Sheep,
Jacques Brel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barry Ungar,
Roy Ayers,
Little Man,
Tom Boy,
Maurizio,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül II,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.