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 South Africa and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Panda Bear to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Mummies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Lungfish,
David McCallum,
Iggy Pop,
The Misunderstood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
L. Decosne,
Skriet,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Yusef Lateef,
This Heat,
Dead Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Deepchord,
Mars,
Johnny Clarke,
Slick Rick,
Charles Mingus,
The Fuzztones,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Liliput,
The Trojans,
Arthur Verocai,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Human League,
The Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobby Byrd,
Tubeway Army,
The Cure,
Q and Not U,
Sandy B,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Gories,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Reuben Wilson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Wings,
Technova,
Quadrant,
Peter and Kerry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
One Last Wish,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young,
The Happenings,
Susan Cadogan,
The Divine Comedy,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.