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 Iran and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
The Happenings,
Drive Like Jehu,
Neu!,
U.S. Maple,
Theoretical Girls,
cv313,
The Grass Roots,
ABBA,
Heaven 17,
Crash Course in Science,
Boz Scaggs,
Scan 7,
Faraquet,
Inner City,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
H. Thieme,
The Gun Club,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Offenders,
Radiohead,
Average White Band,
The Zeros,
The Move,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Wyatt,
Marvin Gaye,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Second Layer,
Infiniti,
Joe Finger,
Qualms,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Animal Collective,
Darondo,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
Funky Four + One,
The Motions,
Youth Brigade,
Camouflage,
Quadrant,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.