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 Argentina and from Lille.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Fraelich to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All KRS-One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
CMW,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris & Cosey,
Jimmy McGriff,
Surgeon,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Clarke,
FM Einheit,
Cameo,
Saccharine Trust,
Gang Green,
Magazine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Agent Orange,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
The Misunderstood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eddi Front,
PIL,
Mr. Review,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Max Romeo,
Model 500,
The Evens,
Aswad,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
A Certain Ratio,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Davy DMX,
The Victims,
Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
Ten City,
Camberwell Now,
Infiniti,
This Heat,
Unrelated Segments,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deadbeat,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Janne Schatter,
Easy Going,
the Slits,
Joyce Sims,
Pere Ubu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
B.T. Express,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
Al Stewart,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amazonics,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.