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 Solomon Islands and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Graham Central Station to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
The Detroit Cobras,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Parry Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deakin,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Q65,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
The Moleskins,
Crime,
Television Personalities,
The Young Rascals,
Dennis Brown,
Excepter,
The Grass Roots,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
OOIOO,
Cal Tjader,
Rufus Thomas,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Index,
Rod Modell,
Y Pants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Rites of Spring,
Carl Craig,
Rekid,
James White and The Blacks,
Crooked Eye,
Pole,
Peter and Kerry,
Electric Prunes,
David Bowie,
Arab on Radar,
Matthew Bourne,
L. Decosne,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cure,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Metal Thangz,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lungfish,
Fat Boys,
Mission of Burma,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Saints,
Joensuu 1685,
The Evens,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.