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 Mauritius and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Shadows of Knight to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Dark Day,
Oneida,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-Ray Spex,
The Raincoats,
Al Stewart,
Depeche Mode,
Ice-T,
Jeff Lynne,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hasil Adkins,
Hardrive,
Newcleus,
This Heat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Buckinghams,
Motorama,
Accadde A,
KRS-One,
Pylon,
Rekid,
Max Romeo,
Blake Baxter,
Black Moon,
CMW,
Fela Kuti,
Symarip,
Bad Manners,
Andrew Hill,
Television Personalities,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brand Nubian,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Moby Grape,
The Smoke,
Visage,
Delta 5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tommy Roe,
Hashim,
Moss Icon,
Deakin,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Royal Trux,
Susan Cadogan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
Bang On A Can,
Banda Bassotti,
The Vogues,
Pole,
Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Neu!, Neu!, Neu!, Neu!.
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.