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 Nepal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin 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 Ronnie Foster to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Aaron Thompson,
The Searchers,
Massinfluence,
The Motions,
David McCallum,
Fugazi,
The Sound,
Lyres,
Underground Resistance,
Gichy Dan,
The Mojo Men,
cv313,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Whodini,
The Leaves,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
OOIOO,
Agitation Free,
Guru Guru,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alison Limerick,
The Neon Judgement,
Average White Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Görl,
Circle Jerks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
Jacques Brel,
Quando Quango,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Aswad,
Mantronix,
Panda Bear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brick,
The Invisible,
Avey Tare,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Scientists,
F. McDonald,
Mary Jane Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Severed Heads,
Judy Mowatt,
Flipper,
Moebius,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bad Manners,
Mo-Dettes,
Bill Near,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sandy B,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.