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 Lesotho and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
The Neon Judgement,
R.M.O.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mad Mike,
The Gun Club,
Steve Hackett,
Negative Approach,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
Sarah Menescal,
Sonny Sharrock,
Soulsonic Force,
Pierre Henry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dawn Penn,
Hashim,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sound Behaviour,
48th St. Collective,
The Barracudas,
Nils Olav,
The Count Five,
The United States of America,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Terry Callier,
Marc Almond,
Blossom Toes,
DNA,
The Seeds,
Minny Pops,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Clear Light,
Model 500,
Lindisfarne,
The J.B.'s,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
In Retrospect,
Inner City,
The Beau Brummels,
Pylon,
Spoonie Gee,
Ronan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Stooges,
Swell Maps,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Massinfluence,
The Associates,
Sonic Youth,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.