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 Mali and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Soul Sonic Force to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
Q and Not U,
Black Pus,
Michelle Simonal,
Deadbeat,
Peter & Gordon,
Parry Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Outsiders,
E-Dancer,
Au Pairs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Shoche,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
Johnny Clarke,
Eurythmics,
Josef K,
Masters at Work,
Groovy Waters,
The Divine Comedy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Neil Young,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
K-Klass,
The Saints,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lindisfarne,
Alton Ellis,
Mars,
MDC,
David McCallum,
Roxette,
Brick,
Clear Light,
Colin Newman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
Sarah Menescal,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
Nirvana,
Mark Hollis,
Andrew Hill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
KRS-One,
Hardrive,
Unwound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Fall,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris Corsano,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.