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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 Section 25 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Derrick May,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Inner City,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
Grey Daturas,
Archie Shepp,
Agitation Free,
DJ Sneak,
New Order,
Unwound,
Glenn Branca,
Youth Brigade,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Vogues,
Section 25,
John Foxx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gerry Rafferty,
Aural Exciters,
Nico,
Arcadia,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Letta Mbulu,
Oblivians,
Average White Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Steve Hackett,
Rosa Yemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ronan,
Carl Craig,
The Offenders,
U.S. Maple,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Davy DMX,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Cecil Taylor,
The Evens,
Flash Fearless,
X-102,
Visage,
Arab on Radar,
Pylon,
The Misunderstood,
The Modern Lovers,
T.S.O.L.,
The J.B.'s,
John Coltrane,
Ultravox,
Funky Four + One,
Iggy Pop,
Silicon Teens,
Eurythmics,
Ultimate Spinach,
Saccharine Trust,
Niagra,
Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone, Grauzone.
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.