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 San Marino and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 LL Cool J to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Marine Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Zero Boys,
ABC,
China Crisis,
Nirvana,
Soulsonic Force,
Mandrill,
Black Pus,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lakeside,
Harmonia,
Moss Icon,
Lindisfarne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camouflage,
The J.B.'s,
Reuben Wilson,
CMW,
Robert Hood,
the Swans,
The Pop Group,
Neu!,
Swans,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
The Stooges,
The New Christs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Severed Heads,
Pulsallama,
Quadrant,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
the Sonics,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
The Grass Roots,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joensuu 1685,
Agitation Free,
Cymande,
Pylon,
Popol Vuh,
Von Mondo,
Michelle Simonal,
Nick Fraelich,
Accadde A,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Mills,
Motorama,
Banda Bassotti,
Derrick Morgan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arcadia,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.