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 Iraq and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 DNA to the electroclash 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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Patti Smith,
Excepter,
Carl Craig,
Supertramp,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
Wings,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Foxx,
The Happenings,
Pantaleimon,
Cal Tjader,
Ossler,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hardrive,
Franke,
Brand Nubian,
David McCallum,
Zapp,
Stereo Dub,
Albert Ayler,
Neu!,
The Shadows of Knight,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nas,
T. Rex,
Lindisfarne,
Newcleus,
Moebius,
Deepchord,
Bauhaus,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Colin Newman,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Heaven 17,
the Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
London Community Gospel Choir,
ABBA,
Mark Hollis,
Lucky Dragons,
James White and The Blacks,
Liliput,
Pole,
The Fortunes,
Quando Quango,
Gil Scott Heron,
OOIOO,
Flipper,
Bang On A Can,
The Fugs,
Scan 7,
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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.