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 Iceland and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb 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 LL Cool J to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Names. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Rapeman,
Agitation Free,
The Smoke,
Tropical Tobacco,
Derrick Morgan,
Cameo,
The Motions,
Little Man,
Funkadelic,
Deepchord,
Ronnie Foster,
Nico,
The Wake,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nils Olav,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quadrant,
Arcadia,
MDC,
The Kinks,
China Crisis,
Al Stewart,
Rhythm & Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The American Breed,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Pussy Galore,
The Techniques,
The Invisible,
John Holt,
Leonard Cohen,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lindisfarne,
Tom Boy,
The Moleskins,
The Velvet Underground,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül II,
The Knickerbockers,
Lucky Dragons,
Pere Ubu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Josef K,
The Dead C,
Minor Threat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dave Gahan,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.