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 Morocco and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Warren Ellis to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Letta Mbulu,
David Axelrod,
Moss Icon,
Boredoms,
Pet Shop Boys,
Don Cherry,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Neon Judgement,
The Busters,
Technova,
Joy Division,
Cheater Slicks,
Sixth Finger,
The Dead C,
Harmonia,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Y Pants,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marcia Griffiths,
One Last Wish,
Smog,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Au Pairs,
the Germs,
The Fire Engines,
Drive Like Jehu,
Magma,
Altered Images,
Main Source,
Ossler,
The Star Department,
Roxette,
Rufus Thomas,
Blake Baxter,
Josef K,
Hot Snakes,
Television Personalities,
Kerri Chandler,
Minny Pops,
Steve Hackett,
MC5,
Fela Kuti,
Duran Duran,
The Toasters,
Amon Düül,
In Retrospect,
The Sisters of Mercy,
8 Eyed Spy,
JFA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
FM Einheit,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Skarface,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soul II Soul,
Roger Hodgson,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.