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 Somalia and from Toronto.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nirvana to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Hashim,
Japan,
Tubeway Army,
Barrington Levy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Easy Going,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
The Count Five,
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
Chris & Cosey,
Icehouse,
The Cowsills,
Darondo,
Dennis Brown,
The Detroit Cobras,
Stetsasonic,
Thompson Twins,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mummies,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Colin Newman,
Robert Görl,
Kerri Chandler,
The United States of America,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Glenn Branca,
Byron Stingily,
X-102,
Scratch Acid,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Throbbing Gristle,
Faraquet,
Qualms,
The Birthday Party,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kurtis Blow,
The Golliwogs,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Happenings,
Essential Logic,
Piero Umiliani,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arcadia,
Magma,
The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers, The Doobie Brothers.
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.