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 Canada and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 David Bowie to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Pierre Henry,
Marvin Gaye,
Faust,
Scott Walker,
The Standells,
Hardrive,
Joy Division,
Tom Boy,
Buzzcocks,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
Cal Tjader,
Wally Richardson,
Nils Olav,
Mandrill,
R.M.O.,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Surgeon,
The Monks,
Sun City Girls,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Kaleidoscope,
The Index,
The Names,
Pantaleimon,
Alton Ellis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Görl,
Zero Boys,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Fraelich,
Isaac Hayes,
The Red Krayola,
Minnie Riperton,
Loose Ends,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radio Birdman,
Spandau Ballet,
Dennis Brown,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Busters,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Janne Schatter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jawbox,
Ronnie Foster,
Royal Trux,
Hashim,
Fluxion,
Gang Green,
Anthony Braxton,
Gabor Szabo,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.