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 Palau 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the funk 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All The Red Krayola tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Henry Cow,
Amon Düül II,
June Days,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Metal Thangz,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Supertramp,
Television Personalities,
Amazonics,
Ornette Coleman,
World's Most,
The Moody Blues,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tom Boy,
Make Up,
The Evens,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Severed Heads,
Tears for Fears,
Altered Images,
the Soft Cell,
Lindisfarne,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
JFA,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
UT,
Steve Hackett,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brick,
Junior Murvin,
The Five Americans,
The Names,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dirtbombs,
Kayak,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Bowie,
MDC,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
Man Eating Sloth,
Fugazi,
X-Ray Spex,
The Misunderstood,
Monolake,
Scratch Acid,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Stetsasonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Modern Lovers,
Little Man,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.