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 Israel and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 Tubeway Army to the punk 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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin 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 mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronan,
Lou Reed,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joe Smooth,
H. Thieme,
The Barracudas,
The Buckinghams,
Tears for Fears,
Popol Vuh,
The Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pulsallama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Easy Going,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Con Funk Shun,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
The New Christs,
Lakeside,
The Searchers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Germs,
Bronski Beat,
The Trojans,
Yellowson,
Skriet,
Magma,
Banda Bassotti,
Blancmange,
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Residents,
Nation of Ulysses,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
Quantec,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
Godley & Creme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Tomorrow,
Dead Boys,
Archie Shepp,
The Moleskins,
Panda Bear,
Motorama,
Mark Hollis,
Essential Logic,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Swell Maps,
Delta 5,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.