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 Andorra and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
Minor Threat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Wyatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wings,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alice Coltrane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Moleskins,
Idris Muhammad,
Soft Machine,
Bad Manners,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Jesper Dahlback,
New Age Steppers,
Byron Stingily,
Bobby Sherman,
Barry Ungar,
Roxette,
La Düsseldorf,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lungfish,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
Soul II Soul,
David Bowie,
The Leaves,
Lindisfarne,
Wasted Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Todd Terry,
Saccharine Trust,
Soulsonic Force,
The Litter,
Ponytail,
Amon Düül,
Sight & Sound,
Half Japanese,
Fear,
the Association,
Tears for Fears,
The Sonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
John Coltrane,
Lucky Dragons,
The Modern Lovers,
Pere Ubu,
The Motions,
Kevin Saunderson,
Warren Ellis,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.