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 Mongolia and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 Main Source to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Last Poets,
Japan,
Organ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
Hoover,
Essential Logic,
Glambeats Corp.,
Schoolly D,
The Fugs,
Mantronix,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
Maurizio,
Audionom,
The Vogues,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Niagra,
Dark Day,
Adolescents,
Swell Maps,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jandek,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aswad,
Q and Not U,
CMW,
Crime,
Matthew Halsall,
Au Pairs,
Blancmange,
The Index,
DNA,
Con Funk Shun,
Masters at Work,
The Buckinghams,
The Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Average White Band,
Roxy Music,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Funky Four + One,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
Symarip,
Sun City Girls,
The Motions,
The Martian,
MC5,
Carl Craig,
The Fire Engines,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.