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 Kuwait and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Smoke to the punk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Eddi Front,
Mandrill,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Sheep,
Marvin Gaye,
Harry Pussy,
The Fall,
Kas Product,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Flag,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter & Gordon,
Absolute Body Control,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Christie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Model 500,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Al Stewart,
The Motions,
Joensuu 1685,
Boredoms,
Scientists,
Joe Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blues Magoos,
Icehouse,
The Cowsills,
Arthur Verocai,
Silicon Teens,
F. McDonald,
Marmalade,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Tremeloes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Velvet Underground,
Stiv Bators,
Kool Moe Dee,
Newcleus,
New Order,
The Raincoats,
Roxy Music,
Second Layer,
The Smoke,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
The Grass Roots,
Deakin,
Bang On A Can,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Dark Day,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visage,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fear,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.