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 Malta and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Michael McDonald 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 Curtis Mayfield to the dance 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Raincoats record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Simply Red,
The Remains,
Susan Cadogan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Moby Grape,
CMW,
Deakin,
Cybotron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
Connie Case,
The Cure,
Scan 7,
Motorama,
Johnny Clarke,
K-Klass,
The Neon Judgement,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Teasers,
Brothers Johnson,
Bang On A Can,
Slave,
Davy DMX,
Sam Rivers,
Black Flag,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marine Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
The Shadows of Knight,
Average White Band,
Bill Wells,
Junior Murvin,
David Axelrod,
Black Pus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
Cymande,
The Doobie Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Man Parrish,
Erykah Badu,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
The Slits,
Das Ding,
Michelle Simonal,
JFA,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ultravox,
cv313,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter & Gordon,
The Misunderstood,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.