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 Ireland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the dance 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
These Immortal Souls,
Peter and Kerry,
Magma,
The Stooges,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Kinks,
cv313,
Niagra,
OOIOO,
Jeru the Damaja,
Depeche Mode,
The Smiths,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Cale,
The Star Department,
the Normal,
Neu!,
The Birthday Party,
Todd Rundgren,
Fluxion,
Scrapy,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
Eddi Front,
The Move,
The Motions,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flash Fearless,
Lee Hazlewood,
Schoolly D,
Moss Icon,
Archie Shepp,
Skriet,
Iggy Pop,
Loose Ends,
Crooked Eye,
Pulsallama,
Mandrill,
Jerry's Kids,
Vladislav Delay,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlback,
Howard Jones,
Flipper,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Brass Construction,
Ultimate Spinach,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
Carl Craig,
Soft Cell,
Popol Vuh,
Radiohead,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ornette Coleman,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.