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 Micronesia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the electroclash 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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Half Japanese,
Little Man,
The Gories,
Flipper,
Agent Orange,
Gang Green,
Index,
The Divine Comedy,
Organ,
Television Personalities,
Jacques Brel,
Pierre Henry,
Prince Buster,
E-Dancer,
Erasure,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
New Order,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Circle Jerks,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul II Soul,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
These Immortal Souls,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Real Kids,
John Coltrane,
Robert Wyatt,
Smog,
Magma,
Drive Like Jehu,
Robert Hood,
Guru Guru,
Faraquet,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
The Standells,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Supertramp,
OOIOO,
Pole,
Marc Almond,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings,
Massinfluence,
Steve Hackett,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
Archie Shepp,
Minor Threat,
Camouflage,
EPMD,
CMW,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bob Dylan,
The Sound,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.