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 Bulgaria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
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 Spandau Ballet to the rock 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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Halsall,
Pole,
David Axelrod,
The Names,
Bush Tetras,
X-102,
Gong,
Clear Light,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
Television Personalities,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Drexciya,
Rakim,
John Lydon,
the Soft Cell,
Black Sheep,
Piero Umiliani,
Althea and Donna,
Rekid,
Sandy B,
Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scientists,
Nico,
Q65,
The Stooges,
Johnny Osbourne,
Iggy Pop,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Zero Boys,
Bronski Beat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Dirtbombs,
Adolescents,
the Normal,
Sex Pistols,
The Last Poets,
Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Yaz,
Juan Atkins,
Tres Demented,
Mad Mike,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cameo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
KRS-One,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fire Engines,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.