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 Bahamas and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Guru Guru to the crunk 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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tres Demented,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Anthony Braxton,
AZ,
The Monochrome Set,
10cc,
Lindisfarne,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
The Doors,
Nico,
The Raincoats,
CMW,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pantaleimon,
Desert Stars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marcia Griffiths,
Easy Going,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dennis Brown,
Bad Manners,
Basic Channel,
The Evens,
The Moleskins,
Unwound,
Minny Pops,
Gang Green,
The Walker Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Reuben Wilson,
Nirvana,
Sound Behaviour,
Hoover,
Cluster,
David McCallum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rosa Yemen,
The Modern Lovers,
Barbara Tucker,
Flipper,
Depeche Mode,
Black Bananas,
DJ Sneak,
Funky Four + One,
FM Einheit,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Brand Nubian,
Mandrill,
Michelle Simonal,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Sun Ra,
World's Most,
8 Eyed Spy,
Peter and Kerry,
Terry Callier,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.