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 Vietnam and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Freddie Wadling to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Ossler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
John Foxx,
Yusef Lateef,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arthur Verocai,
Juan Atkins,
Steve Hackett,
Stereo Dub,
Y Pants,
Black Moon,
Josef K,
Funkadelic,
Spandau Ballet,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roger Hodgson,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pulsallama,
Ituana,
Tres Demented,
Stetsasonic,
The Fortunes,
Fat Boys,
Drexciya,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deadbeat,
Hoover,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crooked Eye,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
Amon Düül,
Porter Ricks,
Donny Hathaway,
Banda Bassotti,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Gong,
Eli Mardock,
The Vogues,
Ohio Players,
Rosa Yemen,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oblivians,
Rapeman,
UT,
Gabor Szabo,
Absolute Body Control,
The Mojo Men,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Monolake,
Duran Duran,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.