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 Liechtenstein and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Funkadelic to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Spandau Ballet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Liliput,
the Human League,
June Days,
the Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dirtbombs,
Juan Atkins,
10cc,
New Order,
The Misunderstood,
The Fugs,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Panda Bear,
Matthew Bourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
The Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Yellowson,
T. Rex,
X-102,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Warsaw,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
Arthur Verocai,
Youth Brigade,
The Victims,
DJ Style,
The Evens,
The Human League,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lucky Dragons,
Jacques Brel,
Rapeman,
Eli Mardock,
Rosa Yemen,
Sugar Minott,
Nils Olav,
Royal Trux,
Aaron Thompson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
cv313,
Iggy Pop,
The Zeros,
Fat Boys,
Nirvana,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eurythmics,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.