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 South Sudan and from Portland.
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 Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Juan Atkins to the jazz 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
X-102,
Unwound,
Royal Trux,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alison Limerick,
The Young Rascals,
The Offenders,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tim Buckley,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Au Pairs,
June Days,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
FM Einheit,
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
Scott Walker,
Trumans Water,
T.S.O.L.,
DNA,
Aural Exciters,
Agitation Free,
Mad Mike,
Harmonia,
The Tremeloes,
Dennis Brown,
Gregory Isaacs,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Los Fastidios,
The Searchers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Blake Baxter,
Lalann,
The Trojans,
Gerry Rafferty,
Goldenarms,
Ten City,
Toni Rubio,
The Associates,
John Holt,
The Velvet Underground,
Gang Starr,
Robert Wyatt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Guru Guru,
Funkadelic,
Donny Hathaway,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gichy Dan,
The Happenings,
Amon Düül II,
Lucky Dragons,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.