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 Antigua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Reuben Wilson to the jazz 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Skatalites,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
Oblivians,
Public Enemy,
The Fall,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter and Kerry,
Josef K,
Scan 7,
Organ,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Human League,
The Happenings,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pylon,
The Cramps,
The Dead C,
Patti Smith,
Joy Division,
UT,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
China Crisis,
X-Ray Spex,
The Music Machine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultravox,
Crispian St. Peters,
Leonard Cohen,
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
OOIOO,
E-Dancer,
Lalo Schifrin,
June of 44,
Amon Düül II,
The Seeds,
The Red Krayola,
Livin' Joy,
Soft Cell,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Beau Brummels,
Pere Ubu,
The Shadows of Knight,
MC5,
Roxette,
Yazoo,
John Holt,
Mars,
The Gun Club,
The Associates,
Malaria!,
Cymande,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.