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 Saudi Arabia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
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 marimba 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 Kas Product to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Camberwell Now. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 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 Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
cv313,
Grey Daturas,
Jacob Miller,
Bobby Sherman,
Warsaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shoche,
Tropical Tobacco,
China Crisis,
Visage,
Reagan Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Techniques,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Wyatt,
The Searchers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Chris & Cosey,
Qualms,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Litter,
the Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Happenings,
Iggy Pop,
Boz Scaggs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joey Negro,
Swans,
Pagans,
Robert Hood,
James White and The Blacks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Country Teasers,
Toni Rubio,
Sun City Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Funky Four + One,
The Count Five,
The Star Department,
Whodini,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Section 25,
The Misunderstood,
Fad Gadget,
Absolute Body Control,
Brick,
Peter & Gordon,
Prince Buster,
Trumans Water,
Intrusion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.