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 Tunisia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 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 This Heat to the techno 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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Smog,
Crash Course in Science,
Kenny Larkin,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Deepchord,
Anakelly,
R.M.O.,
The Gories,
Bobby Womack,
Aswad,
Sight & Sound,
Eric Copeland,
Arcadia,
Neil Young,
Livin' Joy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sandy B,
Lindisfarne,
10cc,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
Kayak,
Amon Düül II,
Aloha Tigers,
X-Ray Spex,
Pylon,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scan 7,
Bad Manners,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reuben Wilson,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlback,
the Human League,
La Düsseldorf,
Banda Bassotti,
Arthur Verocai,
James Chance & The Contortions,
PIL,
Oneida,
Funky Four + One,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Matthew Bourne,
Nico,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Byron Stingily,
Ludus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.