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 Jordan and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Harmonia to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Hill,
Spoonie Gee,
Blossom Toes,
The Gories,
Lalann,
One Last Wish,
Pagans,
Adolescents,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Joey Negro,
Fad Gadget,
Electric Prunes,
Groovy Waters,
Bauhaus,
The Fugs,
Tropical Tobacco,
Simply Red,
The Index,
The Electric Prunes,
Cal Tjader,
Unwound,
Mark Hollis,
Eddi Front,
The Angels of Light,
Deakin,
Niagra,
D'Angelo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ken Boothe,
Nas,
EPMD,
Prince Buster,
The Doors,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camouflage,
Gichy Dan,
The Cowsills,
CMW,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Blake Baxter,
Delta 5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
China Crisis,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Almond,
Yazoo,
The Grass Roots,
Ludus,
AZ,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Fraelich,
a-ha,
Das Ding,
Barry Ungar,
The Mojo Men,
Can,
Radiohead,
Lyres,
cv313,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.