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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
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 Captain Beefheart 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 Tears for Fears 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Minutemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Susan Cadogan,
Laurel Aitken,
Marvin Gaye,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Normal,
Lower 48,
Au Pairs,
Altered Images,
Judy Mowatt,
PIL,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
June Days,
Johnny Clarke,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kevin Saunderson,
Brand Nubian,
L. Decosne,
Spandau Ballet,
Crash Course in Science,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Derrick Morgan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Audionom,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Clear Light,
The Move,
Shuggie Otis,
cv313,
Colin Newman,
Tubeway Army,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siglo XX,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Saccharine Trust,
JFA,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Happenings,
New Age Steppers,
The Raincoats,
Blancmange,
Cal Tjader,
Sam Rivers,
The Kinks,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Babytalk,
The Gun Club,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Supertramp,
Maleditus Sound,
Half Japanese,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.