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 Burundi and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 EPMD to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight 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 crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
Lee Hazlewood,
Faust,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Zeros,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Goldenarms,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Young Rascals,
Average White Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Ituana,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fluxion,
The Grass Roots,
Babytalk,
Amon Düül II,
the Soft Cell,
The Litter,
Nik Kershaw,
Rakim,
Colin Newman,
Robert Wyatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Victims,
Schoolly D,
48th St. Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Technova,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gastr Del Sol,
The Offenders,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
The Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
The Detroit Cobras,
Ten City,
Niagra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Groovy Waters,
Aaron Thompson,
Icehouse,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Modern Lovers,
Eurythmics,
Spandau Ballet,
Jesper Dahlback,
Funky Four + One,
Fugazi,
Roger Hodgson,
Newcleus,
Freddie Wadling,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.