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 Italy and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ 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 Matthew Halsall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül,
Sight & Sound,
Neu!,
Jandek,
Aswad,
David Bowie,
Camberwell Now,
Eddi Front,
Arab on Radar,
Erasure,
Roxette,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fluxion,
Metal Thangz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tubeway Army,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Flesh Eaters,
Blake Baxter,
The Sonics,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rotary Connection,
Harry Pussy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fire Engines,
the Bar-Kays,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Holt,
Trumans Water,
One Last Wish,
Television Personalities,
The Divine Comedy,
Schoolly D,
Symarip,
The Searchers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Japan,
Donny Hathaway,
Barrington Levy,
Unrelated Segments,
Stetsasonic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Aural Exciters,
Jeff Mills,
Gerry Rafferty,
Carl Craig,
48th St. Collective,
Flash Fearless,
The Grass Roots,
Index,
Marc Almond,
the Swans,
Yazoo,
EPMD,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Brand Nubian,
Soulsonic Force,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.