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 Sri Lanka and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and London.
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 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 Harmonia to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Sarah Menescal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Byrd,
The J.B.'s,
A Certain Ratio,
The Sonics,
Subhumans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dave Gahan,
Flipper,
Colin Newman,
China Crisis,
Wasted Youth,
Parry Music,
Bronski Beat,
The Black Dice,
CMW,
World's Most,
Steve Hackett,
Roger Hodgson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Massinfluence,
Rufus Thomas,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rites of Spring,
Joyce Sims,
Skarface,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul II Soul,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Iggy Pop,
Pulsallama,
Archie Shepp,
The Remains,
The Beau Brummels,
Sound Behaviour,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lyres,
Minny Pops,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kurtis Blow,
Inner City,
Deepchord,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sun City Girls,
DNA,
The Kinks,
Johnny Clarke,
Michelle Simonal,
Wings,
Connie Case,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reagan Youth,
The Slits,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
Index,
Delta 5,
U.S. Maple,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.