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 Romania and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pop Group to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James White and The Blacks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Nick Fraelich,
Pantaleimon,
Soulsonic Force,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Half Japanese,
Michelle Simonal,
Sight & Sound,
The Moleskins,
Tres Demented,
Groovy Waters,
Skarface,
Can,
Ronan,
Tomorrow,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
Vladislav Delay,
Rhythm & Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kenny Larkin,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Smooth,
Roy Ayers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pantytec,
Deakin,
Icehouse,
The Vogues,
The Selecter,
The Five Americans,
Lakeside,
Crooked Eye,
The Leaves,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
A Certain Ratio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
F. McDonald,
Essential Logic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
ABC,
David Bowie,
Agitation Free,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
China Crisis,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Neon Judgement,
Loose Ends,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Yazoo,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.