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 France and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Pop Group to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Easy Going,
Janne Schatter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Zero Boys,
OOIOO,
Niagra,
Drive Like Jehu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
KRS-One,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boredoms,
The Music Machine,
Amon Düül,
One Last Wish,
The Smoke,
the Human League,
Half Japanese,
Radiohead,
Nation of Ulysses,
F. McDonald,
John Cale,
Groovy Waters,
Rapeman,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Ornette Coleman,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
The Young Rascals,
Crooked Eye,
David Axelrod,
Hot Snakes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Max Romeo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Kinks,
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
Archie Shepp,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rufus Thomas,
the Germs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-101,
Eden Ahbez,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Tremeloes,
Piero Umiliani,
This Heat,
Marmalade,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.