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 Kiribati and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Public Image Ltd. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Sight & Sound,
The Black Dice,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aural Exciters,
Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Skarface,
Eddi Front,
ABBA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bronski Beat,
Brothers Johnson,
Flipper,
The Remains,
Theoretical Girls,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monks,
Bobby Byrd,
Gerry Rafferty,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mr. Review,
Sexual Harrassment,
Skriet,
The Cramps,
Minor Threat,
Cameo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantytec,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Jimmy McGriff,
Funky Four + One,
Soulsonic Force,
Royal Trux,
DJ Sneak,
B.T. Express,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Hood,
Excepter,
Smog,
The Selecter,
T.S.O.L.,
John Holt,
The Pretty Things,
Dennis Brown,
Ralphi Rosario,
X-101,
Alphaville,
Mars,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.