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 Ethiopia and from Hong Kong.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Matthew Bourne to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Cheater Slicks,
Blossom Toes,
Franke,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gories,
Nick Fraelich,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Monks,
Roxette,
Joyce Sims,
David Axelrod,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
La Düsseldorf,
Deakin,
Gerry Rafferty,
Half Japanese,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dark Day,
Black Pus,
The Pop Group,
Swans,
Main Source,
Faraquet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
The Residents,
Cal Tjader,
The Mummies,
Panda Bear,
Camberwell Now,
Royal Trux,
Pylon,
John Cale,
The Durutti Column,
Magma,
The Evens,
Radio Birdman,
the Slits,
Bill Near,
Freddie Wadling,
Gichy Dan,
Wally Richardson,
The Neon Judgement,
Lalann,
The Fuzztones,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare,
Ken Boothe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Babytalk,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Knickerbockers,
Brick,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
U.S. Maple,
Derrick May,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.