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 Montenegro and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 John Lydon 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Pus,
Gong,
Clear Light,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
a-ha,
Cameo,
Warren Ellis,
Monolake,
Kas Product,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Moby Grape,
Eden Ahbez,
The Residents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Robert Hood,
Crash Course in Science,
Television Personalities,
Vladislav Delay,
MC5,
Chrome,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Flamin' Groovies,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Judy Mowatt,
Stetsasonic,
Delta 5,
Goldenarms,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
In Retrospect,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Outsiders,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Bill Wells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Association,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warsaw,
JFA,
Von Mondo,
Ornette Coleman,
Oneida,
Janne Schatter,
Marmalade,
Cheater Slicks,
Todd Terry,
Wings,
the Slits,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.