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 Romania and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 Sex Pistols to the techno 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All T.S.O.L. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Erasure,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sarah Menescal,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lightning Bolt,
Marmalade,
Fugazi,
Interpol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mantronix,
Black Sheep,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
Marine Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter and Kerry,
The Techniques,
Cal Tjader,
Andrew Hill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alphaville,
Funkadelic,
Television Personalities,
Johnny Osbourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Byron Stingily,
Talk Talk,
The Associates,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
Franke,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobby Byrd,
Hoover,
Agitation Free,
Jeff Mills,
Junior Murvin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David Axelrod,
Clear Light,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
Erykah Badu,
The Five Americans,
Donny Hathaway,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.