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 Argentina and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 Von Mondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Can,
Easy Going,
The Fuzztones,
Pere Ubu,
Idris Muhammad,
Outsiders,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Matthew Bourne,
Erykah Badu,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Excepter,
Colin Newman,
Max Romeo,
Sight & Sound,
The Motions,
Wings,
Hoover,
Pulsallama,
Maleditus Sound,
Patti Smith,
Ronan,
Lou Reed,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Skriet,
The Count Five,
The Mummies,
a-ha,
Urselle,
Janne Schatter,
Quando Quango,
Organ,
Aural Exciters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
Marine Girls,
Underground Resistance,
Depeche Mode,
The Sound,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Loose Ends,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
Matthew Halsall,
Cluster,
cv313,
The Pretty Things,
Ultravox,
Minnie Riperton,
Essential Logic,
The Evens,
the Normal,
Jandek,
Shoche,
Kayak,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.