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 Eritrea and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Ultramagnetic MC's to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes 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?
Delta 5,
Lyres,
The Dead C,
Pantaleimon,
Mark Hollis,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soulsonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
Deadbeat,
Amon Düül,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bizarre Inc.,
Angry Samoans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Robert Hood,
Neu!,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Shuggie Otis,
Sugar Minott,
Excepter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dual Sessions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tom Boy,
Kerrie Biddell,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
Man Parrish,
Warsaw,
Goldenarms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Negative Approach,
Deakin,
Warren Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Subhumans,
Charles Mingus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Matthew Bourne,
Zero Boys,
Fugazi,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
The Skatalites,
a-ha,
Urselle,
Letta Mbulu,
Pussy Galore,
Visage,
Wire,
Country Teasers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Laurel Aitken,
the Association,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.