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 Kiribati and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tubeway Army,
Avey Tare,
The Moody Blues,
Kerri Chandler,
Wasted Youth,
Masters at Work,
Blossom Toes,
Brick,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Severed Heads,
Derrick May,
Tears for Fears,
Schoolly D,
Camouflage,
Soft Cell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ultravox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stetsasonic,
Bob Dylan,
Black Moon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Echospace,
Make Up,
Fifty Foot Hose,
K-Klass,
Mars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
John Foxx,
Excepter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hashim,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skaos,
the Germs,
Marine Girls,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
The Vogues,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Blues Magoos,
Banda Bassotti,
Sixth Finger,
The Gories,
Barrington Levy,
Chris Corsano,
Scan 7,
Smog,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.