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 Grenada and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mary Jane Girls to the grunge 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Liliput,
Nick Fraelich,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fuzztones,
The Tremeloes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Quando Quango,
Ronan,
Ken Boothe,
The Human League,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nation of Ulysses,
Country Teasers,
Janne Schatter,
the Slits,
Sarah Menescal,
Eddi Front,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Icehouse,
Spandau Ballet,
The Searchers,
Intrusion,
Pantaleimon,
Vladislav Delay,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
The Star Department,
Gang of Four,
Pylon,
Goldenarms,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Thompson Twins,
Jerry's Kids,
Zero Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
The Toasters,
Soft Cell,
Brick,
The Zeros,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Prunes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
These Immortal Souls,
Half Japanese,
Soft Machine,
Skriet,
The Five Americans,
Organ,
Flipper,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.