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 Germany and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gregory Isaacs to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Colin Newman,
Cluster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Buckinghams,
Arab on Radar,
Mr. Review,
Main Source,
The Gladiators,
Mantronix,
Sonny Sharrock,
Intrusion,
Fatback Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nico,
Tomorrow,
The Gories,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Aswad,
Al Stewart,
Tom Boy,
The Saints,
Flash Fearless,
Television,
Youth Brigade,
Anakelly,
The Vogues,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ultravox,
Eve St. Jones,
Amazonics,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiopuhelimet,
Carl Craig,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
Marvin Gaye,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Todd Terry,
MDC,
Agent Orange,
Ornette Coleman,
Letta Mbulu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Guru Guru,
Moss Icon,
The Modern Lovers,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.