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 Chad and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Trumans Water to the punk 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Desert Stars,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Interpol,
Kas Product,
The Electric Prunes,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-Ray Spex,
Boogie Down Productions,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Marc Almond,
Can,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
PIL,
Carl Craig,
Technova,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
Chris & Cosey,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
EPMD,
10cc,
ABC,
Jacob Miller,
Roxy Music,
Supertramp,
Terrestrial Tones,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Faraquet,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Spandau Ballet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Sonics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Connie Case,
Rufus Thomas,
Visage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tears for Fears,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Iggy Pop,
Pierre Henry,
Funky Four + One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rapeman,
Todd Rundgren,
The Music Machine,
Stetsasonic,
Todd Terry,
David McCallum,
Dorothy Ashby,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.