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 Malawi and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the güiro 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 Alison Limerick to the crunk 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 Move. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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?
Ludus,
Amazonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Bad Manners,
Organ,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Schoolly D,
The Mummies,
Alison Limerick,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalann,
Liliput,
Unrelated Segments,
Guru Guru,
Faraquet,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scrapy,
The Fuzztones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ornette Coleman,
OOIOO,
Lightning Bolt,
Quadrant,
DJ Style,
Nirvana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Trumans Water,
Delta 5,
Clear Light,
The Fall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tom Boy,
Idris Muhammad,
Sound Behaviour,
Roy Ayers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
In Retrospect,
The Slackers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Stereo Dub,
Ultravox,
Jimmy McGriff,
Prince Buster,
ABBA,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Stooges,
Isaac Hayes,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Leonard Cohen,
Technova,
Minor Threat,
Outsiders,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.