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 Argentina and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Ultravox to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Black Bananas,
Shuggie Otis,
Roy Ayers,
Audionom,
Brothers Johnson,
Gabor Szabo,
Excepter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gun Club,
Scientists,
Aswad,
Ultra Naté,
Janne Schatter,
Agitation Free,
UT,
Eli Mardock,
Radio Birdman,
Cluster,
Gong,
Swell Maps,
Don Cherry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Graham Central Station,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Tomorrow,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Tremeloes,
Livin' Joy,
Scott Walker,
Country Teasers,
Nils Olav,
Dennis Brown,
Joe Smooth,
Drexciya,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pole,
Sun City Girls,
Eve St. Jones,
Monks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
U.S. Maple,
Quando Quango,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Dirtbombs,
Pantaleimon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stiv Bators,
Bluetip,
Gang of Four,
Model 500,
Jeff Mills,
Anakelly,
Iggy Pop,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.