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 Manila.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Yellowson to the punk 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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Loose Ends,
Kurtis Blow,
The Slackers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Altered Images,
Easy Going,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tears for Fears,
FM Einheit,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Radio Birdman,
Deepchord,
The Doors,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Cell,
Faust,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Buckinghams,
Blancmange,
Soulsonic Force,
Bluetip,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Vogues,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smoke,
Funkadelic,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fela Kuti,
JFA,
Lakeside,
Rod Modell,
H. Thieme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Von Mondo,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Christie,
Nik Kershaw,
Wolf Eyes,
Essential Logic,
Michelle Simonal,
Todd Terry,
Scientists,
The Blackbyrds,
Tomorrow,
Drexciya,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Anakelly,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.