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 Singapore and from Woodstock.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toni Rubio to the rock 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Buzzcocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Cameo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
The Pop Group,
CMW,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
UT,
Au Pairs,
Pussy Galore,
Funkadelic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Animal Collective,
Gabor Szabo,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
LL Cool J,
Khruangbin,
MDC,
Roy Ayers,
The Invisible,
Spandau Ballet,
Roxette,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Anthony Braxton,
Rufus Thomas,
Rosa Yemen,
Smog,
Nik Kershaw,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
Henry Cow,
John Foxx,
Yaz,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Wells,
Procol Harum,
Camberwell Now,
Quando Quango,
Erasure,
Barbara Tucker,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sight & Sound,
The Motions,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Görl,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nation of Ulysses,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Buzzcocks,
The Real Kids,
The Remains,
Youth Brigade,
Al Stewart,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.