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 Palau and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Minutemen to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Rosa Yemen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Young Rascals,
LL Cool J,
Grey Daturas,
The Gories,
The Misunderstood,
The Associates,
Laurel Aitken,
Excepter,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
June of 44,
Von Mondo,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
Pantytec,
Graham Central Station,
Barbara Tucker,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jimmy McGriff,
Swans,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mojo Men,
Agitation Free,
Goldenarms,
Zapp,
Minor Threat,
Cheater Slicks,
Wire,
Derrick May,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Faraquet,
The Count Five,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joey Negro,
Fear,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dennis Brown,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Deakin,
Niagra,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.