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 Philippines and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 rhodes 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 The Sound to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Andrew Hill. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
These Immortal Souls,
Youth Brigade,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
Funkadelic,
Nirvana,
The Tremeloes,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Gichy Dan,
Ronnie Foster,
The Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Wings,
Pole,
48th St. Collective,
Khruangbin,
Kayak,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Techniques,
Dead Boys,
MC5,
Johnny Osbourne,
Easy Going,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swell Maps,
Q and Not U,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Seeds,
Pet Shop Boys,
F. McDonald,
Patti Smith,
The Shadows of Knight,
Yellowson,
Jacques Brel,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Eli Mardock,
Soft Cell,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Skatalites,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
OOIOO,
Country Teasers,
The Grass Roots,
the Swans,
Cybotron,
Cal Tjader,
Shuggie Otis,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Urselle,
Kerrie Biddell,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.