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 Slovenia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare 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 The Wake to the dance 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rites of Spring,
Fluxion,
John Cale,
World's Most,
Warren Ellis,
Intrusion,
EPMD,
Dawn Penn,
Tom Boy,
Al Stewart,
Black Moon,
Outsiders,
Pussy Galore,
Lindisfarne,
Model 500,
Andrew Hill,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Fall,
Whodini,
Tim Buckley,
Unrelated Segments,
Godley & Creme,
Kayak,
H. Thieme,
Wolf Eyes,
Quantec,
Don Cherry,
The Smoke,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Goldenarms,
T.S.O.L.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
AZ,
Schoolly D,
Newcleus,
Rapeman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Searchers,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
One Last Wish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Shadows of Knight,
Adolescents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gichy Dan,
The Neon Judgement,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bad Manners,
Crispy Ambulance,
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Mummies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.