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 France 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Traffic Nightmare,
Janne Schatter,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
DJ Style,
Jandek,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes,
Porter Ricks,
Smog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Visage,
Gang of Four,
DJ Sneak,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
Lungfish,
Japan,
Qualms,
X-101,
Bootsy Collins,
Derrick May,
Godley & Creme,
Mars,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
10cc,
Camouflage,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Cure,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Pop Group,
Bauhaus,
Wire,
The Stooges,
Sun City Girls,
Throbbing Gristle,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Smiths,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Skriet,
The Vogues,
Main Source,
Underground Resistance,
June Days,
Thee Headcoats,
D'Angelo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.