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 Vanuatu and from London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp to the rock 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Hasil Adkins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fela Kuti,
Niagra,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
Whodini,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Durutti Column,
Quando Quango,
Peter and Kerry,
Janne Schatter,
Kurtis Blow,
Mark Hollis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Boogie Down Productions,
Flipper,
Yaz,
Loose Ends,
Vainqueur,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Charles Mingus,
Scott Walker,
MC5,
Derrick May,
Panda Bear,
Pere Ubu,
Swans,
Minor Threat,
Slave,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spandau Ballet,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Davy DMX,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Black Flag,
the Human League,
Rites of Spring,
Severed Heads,
Donny Hathaway,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scion,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gichy Dan,
Young Marble Giants,
The Doors,
Sound Behaviour,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Infiniti,
The Tremeloes,
Sarah Menescal,
Absolute Body Control,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Negative Approach,
AZ,
The Golliwogs,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.