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 Ireland and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Alice Coltrane to the dance 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 Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Skarface,
Chris Corsano,
Lyres,
Harmonia,
Radiohead,
Quadrant,
John Foxx,
Gang Starr,
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
The Pretty Things,
Bill Wells,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Section 25,
Altered Images,
Stereo Dub,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kas Product,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Beasts of Bourbon,
a-ha,
EPMD,
The Knickerbockers,
the Swans,
Joe Smooth,
Urselle,
Agitation Free,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
The Mummies,
Banda Bassotti,
48th St. Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Essential Logic,
Scan 7,
La Düsseldorf,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lalann,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dark Day,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sound Behaviour,
The Divine Comedy,
Byron Stingily,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Traffic Nightmare,
Youth Brigade,
Mark Hollis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.