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 Czech Republic and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Scrapy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June of 44,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
Gabor Szabo,
Panda Bear,
Half Japanese,
Silicon Teens,
The Blackbyrds,
Aural Exciters,
Inner City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Tremeloes,
Warsaw,
Stereo Dub,
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Circle Jerks,
Ituana,
Japan,
Monolake,
John Cale,
New Order,
The Happenings,
The Neon Judgement,
Yellowson,
Sun Ra,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Fugs,
Cal Tjader,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fluxion,
Gang Starr,
Lindisfarne,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül,
The Offenders,
The Five Americans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Schoolly D,
Chrome,
Rod Modell,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
EPMD,
Severed Heads,
Fear,
The Golliwogs,
The Invisible,
Urselle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Searchers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Quando Quango,
Audionom,
The American Breed,
The Gories,
Crash Course in Science,
Icehouse,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.