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 Lesotho and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Maleditus Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Rekid,
Eli Mardock,
Cymande,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Happenings,
Bill Near,
Ten City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Barclay James Harvest,
The American Breed,
Quadrant,
Goldenarms,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Derrick Morgan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
Scan 7,
Can,
Technova,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dawn Penn,
Scott Walker,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fuzztones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Misunderstood,
Grauzone,
Scrapy,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
Erasure,
Nas,
Jeff Mills,
Big Daddy Kane,
Freddie Wadling,
Suburban Knight,
Nick Fraelich,
Parry Music,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oneida,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sun Ra,
Rapeman,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rod Modell,
Joyce Sims,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Colin Newman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.