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 Cuba and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Roy Ayers to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker,
Motorama,
The Fire Engines,
Joensuu 1685,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
Mandrill,
Soft Cell,
Urselle,
Qualms,
Supertramp,
Pantaleimon,
Ornette Coleman,
Terry Callier,
the Association,
Lightning Bolt,
Kevin Saunderson,
Absolute Body Control,
Scratch Acid,
Dennis Brown,
Fear,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Machine,
The Saints,
Grauzone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Altered Images,
Fad Gadget,
The Grass Roots,
Harmonia,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Wells,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
Hashim,
Cymande,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agitation Free,
Ludus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Kerri Chandler,
Quadrant,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wings,
The Buckinghams,
Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield, Curtis Mayfield.
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.