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 Eritrea and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the rock 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 The Blackbyrds. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Agitation Free,
Yazoo,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
K-Klass,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oblivians,
Stereo Dub,
Surgeon,
The Selecter,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Accadde A,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Wings,
OOIOO,
Ten City,
Massinfluence,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
Rapeman,
Hardrive,
Cymande,
kango's stein massive,
Urselle,
Minny Pops,
Terry Callier,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gabor Szabo,
Roger Hodgson,
Sight & Sound,
Lyres,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Derrick May,
Andrew Hill,
Visage,
Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Monks,
Hashim,
Ohio Players,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
H. Thieme,
Johnny Clarke,
Brick,
The Buckinghams,
Theoretical Girls,
Harmonia,
Juan Atkins,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.