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 Tonga and from Calgary.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kevin Saunderson to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Pantytec,
Joensuu 1685,
The Kinks,
Michelle Simonal,
Al Stewart,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Minny Pops,
Supertramp,
Faust,
Black Flag,
UT,
Adolescents,
Rotary Connection,
The Pretty Things,
Ultra Naté,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
Matthew Halsall,
The Offenders,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
John Coltrane,
Underground Resistance,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
Neu!,
Roxy Music,
Jawbox,
Second Layer,
Icehouse,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bobby Womack,
Fugazi,
Tubeway Army,
Gong,
L. Decosne,
Japan,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Smiths,
Flamin' Groovies,
Little Man,
Boredoms,
Lungfish,
Babytalk,
Circle Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers,
Harmonia,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Altered Images,
The Beau Brummels,
Brass Construction,
Black Moon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Animal Collective,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Simply Red,
Mark Hollis,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.