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 Monaco and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Lou Reed to the techno 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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Flash Fearless,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Dave Gahan,
Erykah Badu,
One Last Wish,
Tom Boy,
Morten Harket,
Skriet,
Chrome,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Germs,
Faraquet,
The Moody Blues,
Al Stewart,
Curtis Mayfield,
Bill Near,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kayak,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter & Gordon,
Panda Bear,
Robert Hood,
Patti Smith,
Ultimate Spinach,
The New Christs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Carl Craig,
Leonard Cohen,
Josef K,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barrington Levy,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J,
Little Man,
Sound Behaviour,
Althea and Donna,
Aswad,
The Martian,
Monks,
X-Ray Spex,
Procol Harum,
Kurtis Blow,
The Young Rascals,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dirtbombs,
The Sonics,
Heaven 17,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
JFA,
Suicide,
Suburban Knight,
Qualms,
Pole,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Red Krayola,
Underground Resistance,
Electric Prunes,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.