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 Kosovo and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 Depeche Mode to the crunk 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Ronan,
Cluster,
Talk Talk,
The Pop Group,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anthony Braxton,
Amon Düül,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
New York Dolls,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Negative Approach,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Human League,
Davy DMX,
China Crisis,
Henry Cow,
Joe Finger,
The Cramps,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sound Behaviour,
Delon & Dalcan,
Flash Fearless,
Pantaleimon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
Ossler,
Al Stewart,
The Stooges,
Bang On A Can,
Amazonics,
John Coltrane,
Skarface,
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas,
Absolute Body Control,
Sandy B,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
The Gladiators,
Procol Harum,
X-Ray Spex,
Dual Sessions,
Wings,
Chrome,
Panda Bear,
Black Moon,
David Bowie,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Wolf Eyes,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Animal Collective,
Sugar Minott,
E-Dancer,
The Sonics,
The Gap Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.