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 Benin and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin 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 Aswad to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Mo-Dettes,
Bluetip,
John Lydon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Freddie Wadling,
Accadde A,
This Heat,
Wasted Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Darondo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roy Ayers,
The Sound,
The Cure,
Simply Red,
Bush Tetras,
DJ Style,
The Techniques,
The Index,
Soul II Soul,
Idris Muhammad,
Tim Buckley,
The Alarm Clocks,
Spandau Ballet,
Yusef Lateef,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Dual Sessions,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pylon,
June Days,
Joey Negro,
Alison Limerick,
Pagans,
The Trojans,
Absolute Body Control,
Stereo Dub,
Bad Manners,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q and Not U,
Scrapy,
Banda Bassotti,
Tears for Fears,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Harmonia,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Faust,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Leaves,
Barbara Tucker,
Erasure,
U.S. Maple,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.