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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 a-ha to the disco 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Young Rascals,
Neil Young,
Yaz,
Aaron Thompson,
Vainqueur,
Marine Girls,
Ten City,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Archie Shepp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wire,
Siglo XX,
The Moleskins,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Eric Copeland,
Isaac Hayes,
Bush Tetras,
Rites of Spring,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Lydon,
Procol Harum,
Essential Logic,
Hasil Adkins,
Nation of Ulysses,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Television Personalities,
The Human League,
The Skatalites,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Robert Wyatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
The Gap Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Blues Magoos,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Andrew Hill,
World's Most,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Flag,
the Slits,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Knickerbockers,
Donny Hathaway,
Minutemen,
The American Breed,
Rakim,
James White and The Blacks,
Spandau Ballet,
Organ, Organ, Organ, Organ.
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.