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 Guatemala and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Bremen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb 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 Fat Boys to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
Barbara Tucker,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
Make Up,
Flash Fearless,
Quando Quango,
Little Man,
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
Banda Bassotti,
Gang of Four,
Fatback Band,
Gichy Dan,
Michelle Simonal,
FM Einheit,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ten City,
U.S. Maple,
Inner City,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Sherman,
Cal Tjader,
The Happenings,
Lalann,
The Remains,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
The Grass Roots,
The Red Krayola,
Dual Sessions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Babytalk,
Marine Girls,
The Sound,
Yaz,
the Soft Cell,
Barrington Levy,
John Cale,
June Days,
Gong,
Gang Green,
Procol Harum,
Desert Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tubeway Army,
ABBA,
Joe Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
Lower 48,
Laurel Aitken,
Judy Mowatt,
The Searchers,
EPMD,
Erykah Badu,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.