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 Equatorial Guinea and from Tokyo.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun Ra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minnie Riperton,
K-Klass,
Crash Course in Science,
the Association,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scott Walker,
MDC,
The Beau Brummels,
The Pretty Things,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Depeche Mode,
The Blues Magoos,
Chrome,
David McCallum,
June of 44,
Camberwell Now,
Kaleidoscope,
New York Dolls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skaos,
A Certain Ratio,
The American Breed,
Maleditus Sound,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
Easy Going,
Wolf Eyes,
The Stooges,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
Eve St. Jones,
Hasil Adkins,
Josef K,
Sun City Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
Outsiders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ice-T,
The Evens,
DJ Style,
Rites of Spring,
Aural Exciters,
Accadde A,
China Crisis,
Albert Ayler,
Bad Manners,
Lalo Schifrin,
Severed Heads,
Wasted Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Brothers Johnson,
Charles Mingus,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.