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 Costa Rica and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Howard Jones to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Maleditus Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jacob Miller,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Minor Threat,
Essential Logic,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Blues Magoos,
FM Einheit,
Absolute Body Control,
Chris Corsano,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Boz Scaggs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Raincoats,
The Gun Club,
Sound Behaviour,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Maurizio,
Basic Channel,
JFA,
Marvin Gaye,
John Foxx,
Matthew Halsall,
Bill Near,
CMW,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Sam Rivers,
Loose Ends,
Das Ding,
Saccharine Trust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Audionom,
Young Marble Giants,
Iggy Pop,
The Fugs,
Country Teasers,
Joey Negro,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bush Tetras,
Funky Four + One,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lou Christie,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
The Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
Supertramp,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus, Newcleus.
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.