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 Austria and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord 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 Jeff Lynne to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Unrelated Segments,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mark Hollis,
Kayak,
Can,
Piero Umiliani,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
The Toasters,
Popol Vuh,
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Gichy Dan,
Little Man,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fire Engines,
Hashim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slackers,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Stetsasonic,
The Gladiators,
Erasure,
Cybotron,
Camberwell Now,
These Immortal Souls,
Basic Channel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rekid,
Swans,
Sun City Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Oneida,
Severed Heads,
Alton Ellis,
Pole,
Jerry's Kids,
Simply Red,
The Mojo Men,
Bauhaus,
Josef K,
Siglo XX,
John Holt,
Procol Harum,
the Association,
Magazine,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors,
The Fall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Animal Collective,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Outsiders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.