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 Hungary and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 China Crisis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Mars,
Judy Mowatt,
Neu!,
Neil Young,
Aswad,
Jawbox,
The New Christs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q65,
The American Breed,
A Certain Ratio,
Funky Four + One,
Harmonia,
Lucky Dragons,
The Black Dice,
Glenn Branca,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Nils Olav,
The Offenders,
Susan Cadogan,
Whodini,
Jandek,
Tommy Roe,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
The Blackbyrds,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker,
Jesper Dahlback,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Motions,
Nation of Ulysses,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey,
KRS-One,
Magma,
Hoover,
The Evens,
Maleditus Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
Moebius,
Ossler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lakeside,
The Fire Engines,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Essential Logic,
Lightning Bolt,
The Angels of Light,
Bronski Beat,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
Eurythmics,
Sarah Menescal,
Ultravox,
Dawn Penn,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.