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 Cape Verde and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fall to the jazz 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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Deakin,
Soft Machine,
The Slits,
Minutemen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Faust,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
Quantec,
Lungfish,
The Raincoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Symarip,
The Five Americans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Donald Byrd,
Ludus,
Animal Collective,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Swans,
The Happenings,
The American Breed,
Yazoo,
Harmonia,
Vladislav Delay,
Juan Atkins,
Surgeon,
the Normal,
Soul II Soul,
Crooked Eye,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
Model 500,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Blackbyrds,
the Germs,
Fatback Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Birthday Party,
Siglo XX,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lalann,
Tropical Tobacco,
L. Decosne,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.