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 Peru and from Jakarta.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Stockholm Monsters to the grunge 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Doors,
Mission of Burma,
Eric Copeland,
Lou Christie,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cure,
The Gories,
Country Teasers,
Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Bobby Byrd,
Rod Modell,
Tres Demented,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
The J.B.'s,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jerry's Kids,
The Moody Blues,
Theoretical Girls,
Pagans,
Main Source,
Matthew Bourne,
Nirvana,
Little Man,
China Crisis,
Cheater Slicks,
Make Up,
Pulsallama,
Japan,
kango's stein massive,
JFA,
Faraquet,
Sällskapet,
Lalann,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Enemy,
Average White Band,
The Mojo Men,
Supertramp,
Mars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Oblivians,
Popol Vuh,
The American Breed,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Young Rascals,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Monks,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.