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 Russia 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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Marc Almond to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric Dolphy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
CMW,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monks,
Drexciya,
B.T. Express,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Names,
Gang Green,
Gang Gang Dance,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
The Cowsills,
Ultra Naté,
Warsaw,
The Dead C,
Chris & Cosey,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slits,
David Bowie,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gories,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
E-Dancer,
the Swans,
Q65,
Peter & Gordon,
Alison Limerick,
Theoretical Girls,
The Index,
Y Pants,
Subhumans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Red Krayola,
Barry Ungar,
The Toasters,
Vainqueur,
Bauhaus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Minnie Riperton,
Junior Murvin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Jeff Mills,
The Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Roxette,
Soft Machine,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
Los Fastidios,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.