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 Bolivia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Matthew Bourne to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Harpers Bizarre,
Trumans Water,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Move,
Sonic Youth,
Rotary Connection,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Knickerbockers,
MC5,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Panda Bear,
Japan,
Man Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marc Almond,
Soulsonic Force,
L. Decosne,
Nick Fraelich,
Brass Construction,
Bill Wells,
Spandau Ballet,
Rapeman,
Brothers Johnson,
Henry Cow,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Saints,
Parry Music,
Darondo,
Icehouse,
Funky Four + One,
Don Cherry,
Judy Mowatt,
Connie Case,
Lightning Bolt,
The American Breed,
Amon Düül,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David McCallum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Thee Headcoats,
Reagan Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Half Japanese,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Von Mondo,
Visage,
Black Bananas,
Sun Ra,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erykah Badu,
Spoonie Gee,
Charles Mingus,
Gang Green,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.