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 Poland and from Milan.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roger Hodgson to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Cameo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Index,
Icehouse,
The Moody Blues,
Dawn Penn,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marc Almond,
Gang of Four,
Kerrie Biddell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Scratch Acid,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
The Tremeloes,
Khruangbin,
Camouflage,
Albert Ayler,
Dual Sessions,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Searchers,
Kenny Larkin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Section 25,
Anthony Braxton,
Average White Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Five Americans,
Unwound,
Roxy Music,
The Young Rascals,
New Order,
Sugar Minott,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Main Source,
Adolescents,
Symarip,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultravox,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ronnie Foster,
Mr. Review,
AZ,
Pussy Galore,
Nick Fraelich,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lucky Dragons,
Warren Ellis,
Bluetip,
Patti Smith,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
The Raincoats,
Bobby Sherman,
Jawbox,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.