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 Israel and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deepchord to the rock 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Barrington Levy,
Cecil Taylor,
Silicon Teens,
The Fall,
Audionom,
Liliput,
The Searchers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Bar-Kays,
Michelle Simonal,
The J.B.'s,
Joy Division,
Flamin' Groovies,
Connie Case,
Excepter,
Jesper Dahlback,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
Gabor Szabo,
Junior Murvin,
The Dirtbombs,
The Mummies,
Von Mondo,
Camberwell Now,
Amon Düül,
Dennis Brown,
Morten Harket,
Moss Icon,
Todd Terry,
Schoolly D,
David Bowie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dark Day,
Deepchord,
Gichy Dan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cure,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
Lower 48,
Scientists,
a-ha,
Sun Ra,
Lyres,
The United States of America,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Evens,
The Durutti Column,
Little Man,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
Joe Smooth,
Easy Going,
Tubeway Army,
Average White Band,
The Leaves,
X-Ray Spex,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.