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 Belgium and from New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 Arcadia to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Ken Boothe,
Eurythmics,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Leaves,
Sun City Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aural Exciters,
Smog,
Donald Byrd,
Bob Dylan,
Public Image Ltd.,
Judy Mowatt,
The Music Machine,
Arthur Verocai,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grey Daturas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
the Human League,
Swell Maps,
Scrapy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Simply Red,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
The Monks,
AZ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Althea and Donna,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sister Nancy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Talk Talk,
The Cramps,
The Shadows of Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Flipper,
Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June Days,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Franke,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Association,
MDC,
Faraquet,
Derrick Morgan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
One Last Wish,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
The Remains,
Maleditus Sound,
Bang On A Can,
The Angels of Light,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.