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 Uzbekistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 marimba 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 The Slackers to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Kas Product,
Althea and Donna,
Soul II Soul,
Das Ding,
CMW,
Niagra,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
The Smiths,
Lakeside,
Bobby Womack,
Black Pus,
Siglo XX,
Basic Channel,
Simply Red,
Kool Moe Dee,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fluxion,
Idris Muhammad,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gories,
The Birthday Party,
The Angels of Light,
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hardrive,
Stereo Dub,
The Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Erasure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Mummies,
Youth Brigade,
The Fall,
Eric Copeland,
The American Breed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scan 7,
Pere Ubu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Davy DMX,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
Radio Birdman,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Index,
the Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Janne Schatter,
Lyres,
Judy Mowatt,
Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
ABBA,
Royal Trux,
Electric Prunes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
China Crisis,
Silicon Teens,
Harmonia,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.