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 Lebanon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 James White and The Blacks to the electroclash 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Joy Division,
The Angels of Light,
Pierre Henry,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Trumans Water,
Essential Logic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arcadia,
The American Breed,
Marvin Gaye,
Terry Callier,
ABBA,
Sonny Sharrock,
Magma,
Dual Sessions,
Television,
Maurizio,
Tim Buckley,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Absolute Body Control,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sister Nancy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tubeway Army,
the Slits,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Evens,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
John Lydon,
The Walker Brothers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
Unwound,
Yazoo,
Mission of Burma,
Pere Ubu,
Dennis Brown,
The Mummies,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Aswad,
The Buckinghams,
Supertramp,
The Five Americans,
Blancmange,
Ludus,
Cameo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Second Layer,
Bobby Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Rekid,
A Flock of Seagulls,
These Immortal Souls,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.