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 Venezuela and from London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Chris Corsano to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Wake,
Groovy Waters,
Swell Maps,
The Sound,
Soft Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Brick,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Flag,
Nas,
The Fall,
Roxette,
New Age Steppers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Country Teasers,
Ultra Naté,
The Red Krayola,
Yazoo,
Pantaleimon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Stooges,
Scrapy,
Blake Baxter,
Siglo XX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hoover,
John Cale,
Average White Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shoche,
Godley & Creme,
Von Mondo,
Crime,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sound Behaviour,
Zapp,
Fela Kuti,
Desert Stars,
Marmalade,
Ronnie Foster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pussy Galore,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
One Last Wish,
Patti Smith,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
Procol Harum,
B.T. Express,
Smog,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maurizio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Parry Music,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Marc Almond,
The Durutti Column,
Loose Ends,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.