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 Yemen and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Guru Guru to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
Outsiders,
Pharoah Sanders,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
MDC,
Rod Modell,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mark Hollis,
Severed Heads,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Urselle,
Fat Boys,
Royal Trux,
Absolute Body Control,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fall,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yusef Lateef,
Magma,
Eve St. Jones,
The Evens,
The Pop Group,
Arthur Verocai,
Don Cherry,
Colin Newman,
Tom Boy,
Leonard Cohen,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Simply Red,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Normal,
Eric Copeland,
Massinfluence,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bizarre Inc.,
EPMD,
The United States of America,
Glambeats Corp.,
Freddie Wadling,
Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
H. Thieme,
Joey Negro,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Popol Vuh,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
The Raincoats,
Faraquet,
Eric B and Rakim,
The American Breed,
Jawbox,
Crispian St. Peters,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shoche,
Radiopuhelimet,
Agent Orange,
Television,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.