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 Jordan and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Camberwell Now to the funk 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 Surgeon. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
The Durutti Column,
Hasil Adkins,
Excepter,
Susan Cadogan,
Byron Stingily,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fatback Band,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Trumans Water,
Eddi Front,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
Ornette Coleman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Skatalites,
Silicon Teens,
Ultimate Spinach,
Connie Case,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Zapp,
Fugazi,
Jawbox,
Crash Course in Science,
Steve Hackett,
Harpers Bizarre,
Blossom Toes,
The Gories,
Piero Umiliani,
Boz Scaggs,
Henry Cow,
Aswad,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sam Rivers,
Traffic Nightmare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Zeros,
Los Fastidios,
Amon Düül,
Mark Hollis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Schoolly D,
Isaac Hayes,
Technova,
Malaria!,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fortunes,
John Holt,
the Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
H. Thieme,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.