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 Latvia and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Erasure to the jazz 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
The Zeros,
Parry Music,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Main Source,
Agent Orange,
Reuben Wilson,
Colin Newman,
The Fortunes,
Smog,
John Foxx,
Hasil Adkins,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Masters at Work,
Massinfluence,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Cluster,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kas Product,
H. Thieme,
John Lydon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Almond,
Archie Shepp,
Laurel Aitken,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Mission of Burma,
The Real Kids,
Prince Buster,
The Gap Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ludus,
Radiohead,
Slave,
Eric Copeland,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Unwound,
Lindisfarne,
Young Marble Giants,
Moss Icon,
Icehouse,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Walker Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Faraquet,
The Names,
Pagans,
Urselle,
Lungfish,
China Crisis,
Lou Christie,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.