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 Somalia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angry Samoans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
The Motions,
Eric Dolphy,
Smog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
X-101,
Jandek,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Public Enemy,
Babytalk,
The Techniques,
Roxy Music,
Subhumans,
Delta 5,
Marmalade,
Judy Mowatt,
ABC,
The J.B.'s,
New Age Steppers,
Yazoo,
Altered Images,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Move,
Magma,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Dirtbombs,
Excepter,
Massinfluence,
Grauzone,
Camouflage,
Tom Boy,
Sam Rivers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flipper,
The Cowsills,
Nick Fraelich,
Das Ding,
The Young Rascals,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Radiopuhelimet,
Main Source,
Jawbox,
Black Bananas,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
The Slackers,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Quantec,
Traffic Nightmare,
In Retrospect,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Juan Atkins,
Glambeats Corp.,
Morten Harket,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.