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 Maldives and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kas Product to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
Anthony Braxton,
Bauhaus,
Ultra Naté,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
The Angels of Light,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Albert Ayler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Moss Icon,
Jawbox,
World's Most,
Bad Manners,
Mars,
The Leaves,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crime,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funkadelic,
The Standells,
The Searchers,
Roxy Music,
X-101,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Marmalade,
China Crisis,
Goldenarms,
Popol Vuh,
Au Pairs,
Johnny Clarke,
Joy Division,
Japan,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
Spandau Ballet,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scion,
Arcadia,
Bobby Sherman,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moleskins,
Brand Nubian,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rekid,
Masters at Work,
Cameo,
The Techniques,
Flamin' Groovies,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.