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 Israel and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter and Kerry to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Bush Tetras,
China Crisis,
Simply Red,
Porter Ricks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
Soft Cell,
Suburban Knight,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moby Grape,
D'Angelo,
PIL,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Ituana,
Alton Ellis,
Eurythmics,
The Zeros,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Alison Limerick,
Television Personalities,
John Holt,
The Misunderstood,
The Music Machine,
Hot Snakes,
This Heat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marmalade,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Martian,
Fad Gadget,
Heaven 17,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Pole,
Roger Hodgson,
Rod Modell,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scott Walker,
Black Sheep,
Qualms,
The Gladiators,
Letta Mbulu,
Stereo Dub,
Q65,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Outsiders,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Clarke,
Underground Resistance,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Second Layer,
Subhumans,
Hashim,
Laurel Aitken,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.