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 Korea South and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Max Romeo to the disco 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
Bill Wells,
Cheater Slicks,
Skaos,
Gichy Dan,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül II,
Sällskapet,
The Offenders,
The Golliwogs,
Loose Ends,
Spoonie Gee,
Patti Smith,
the Association,
The Cure,
Arcadia,
Prince Buster,
DJ Style,
Mantronix,
Minny Pops,
Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
Lucky Dragons,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Organ,
The Modern Lovers,
Joensuu 1685,
Essential Logic,
The Fugs,
The Black Dice,
Deakin,
Davy DMX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flamin' Groovies,
Swans,
Lightning Bolt,
Rotary Connection,
The Blackbyrds,
Negative Approach,
The Cowsills,
Jacques Brel,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Moon,
Interpol,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Basic Channel,
Gong,
Eric B and Rakim,
ABC,
The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
Radio Birdman,
Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Fela Kuti,
Pole,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.