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 Japan and from Paris.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Searchers to the jazz 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
ABBA,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash,
Harmonia,
Dual Sessions,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Green,
Connie Case,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Robert Hood,
Symarip,
Second Layer,
Bluetip,
Mad Mike,
Roxy Music,
X-101,
Chrome,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Darondo,
Cheater Slicks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Roger Hodgson,
Danielle Patucci,
Ornette Coleman,
Deadbeat,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alphaville,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Dead C,
Scan 7,
PIL,
Matthew Halsall,
The Shadows of Knight,
Inner City,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
Quantec,
Curtis Mayfield,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
The Fortunes,
Kurtis Blow,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
Basic Channel,
Lungfish,
The Golliwogs,
Animal Collective,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
Trumans Water,
Radiopuhelimet,
Audionom,
Ten City,
Pagans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jacob Miller,
The Leaves,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.