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 Mexico and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Depeche Mode to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All the Germs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gun Club,
Ultravox,
The Count Five,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Christie,
Robert Görl,
Godley & Creme,
David McCallum,
Make Up,
Mantronix,
Bush Tetras,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Last Poets,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sex Pistols,
Black Bananas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Arcadia,
Fort Wilson Riot,
ABC,
The Fugs,
Moss Icon,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
David Bowie,
Cal Tjader,
Fat Boys,
Ludus,
the Normal,
Amon Düül,
Amazonics,
Michelle Simonal,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Gories,
Hot Snakes,
Popol Vuh,
The Wake,
June Days,
Babytalk,
The Music Machine,
Steve Hackett,
Soft Machine,
The Associates,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox,
The Dirtbombs,
Bill Near,
David Axelrod,
The Fortunes,
Juan Atkins,
The Trojans,
Circle Jerks,
The Dead C,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.