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 Jamaica and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Sound Behaviour to the grunge 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Cal Tjader,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul Sonic Force,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Laurel Aitken,
Agitation Free,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stockholm Monsters,
the Normal,
Tomorrow,
Banda Bassotti,
The Gladiators,
Ice-T,
The Invisible,
Quantec,
Blake Baxter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Radiopuhelimet,
Funkadelic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Barbara Tucker,
Outsiders,
Bob Dylan,
One Last Wish,
Rotary Connection,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Accadde A,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Fania All-Stars,
Saccharine Trust,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mad Mike,
David Axelrod,
Alton Ellis,
Ossler,
Black Pus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blancmange,
Bluetip,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pagans,
Anthony Braxton,
48th St. Collective,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Brass Construction,
Eric Dolphy,
Scratch Acid,
Absolute Body Control,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warsaw,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.