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 Venezuela and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Gap Band to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Tears for Fears,
Excepter,
Alphaville,
Animal Collective,
Roxette,
Maleditus Sound,
Main Source,
Leonard Cohen,
Soulsonic Force,
The Martian,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
Theoretical Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Amon Düül II,
kango's stein massive,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Shuggie Otis,
Donald Byrd,
Khruangbin,
Marmalade,
Prince Buster,
Section 25,
Boz Scaggs,
Harmonia,
Rites of Spring,
Half Japanese,
Banda Bassotti,
The New Christs,
Television,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Colin Newman,
Moebius,
The Dead C,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
The Wake,
Pantaleimon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mission of Burma,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
The Dave Clark Five,
Soul II Soul,
Siglo XX,
Yaz,
Crash Course in Science,
Skarface,
Rosa Yemen,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
E-Dancer,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.