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 Saudi Arabia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Colin Newman to the rock 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Newcleus,
The Fall,
In Retrospect,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Bowie,
Depeche Mode,
Yazoo,
Ronnie Foster,
Gichy Dan,
Bluetip,
Marcia Griffiths,
Infiniti,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
MDC,
T. Rex,
Quantec,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quando Quango,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crime,
Gang of Four,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Accadde A,
Audionom,
Bob Dylan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Saccharine Trust,
Robert Wyatt,
Severed Heads,
Intrusion,
Scan 7,
Aswad,
10cc,
Siglo XX,
Model 500,
ABBA,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Jandek,
Gastr Del Sol,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The J.B.'s,
Fat Boys,
Kaleidoscope,
Ohio Players,
The Young Rascals,
Barry Ungar,
8 Eyed Spy,
Boredoms,
Organ,
Panda Bear,
Rosa Yemen,
Desert Stars,
Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama, Pulsallama.
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.