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 Uruguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron 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 Henry Cow to the grunge 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Count Five,
Carl Craig,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Germs,
Stiv Bators,
Joey Negro,
Terry Callier,
Cal Tjader,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sister Nancy,
Gichy Dan,
Brick,
a-ha,
Peter and Kerry,
H. Thieme,
Pere Ubu,
Amazonics,
The Offenders,
The Gories,
Isaac Hayes,
Reagan Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Pop Group,
The Velvet Underground,
Half Japanese,
The Young Rascals,
Black Moon,
X-102,
Massinfluence,
Janne Schatter,
The Evens,
Infiniti,
Hardrive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sam Rivers,
The Gladiators,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
The J.B.'s,
Youth Brigade,
The Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Boz Scaggs,
Sixth Finger,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Robert Görl,
Todd Terry,
David McCallum,
The Cure,
Cameo,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.