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 Burkina and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Arcadia to the grime 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Sound,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Yusef Lateef,
In Retrospect,
Public Enemy,
Soft Machine,
Supertramp,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Aural Exciters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fear,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ronnie Foster,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Maleditus Sound,
Maurizio,
Hasil Adkins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Liliput,
Whodini,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cal Tjader,
Sister Nancy,
Average White Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Harry Pussy,
Fat Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
Crime,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Searchers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Man Parrish,
Graham Central Station,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Sherman,
a-ha,
Ultravox,
The Zeros,
Lindisfarne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
One Last Wish,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
The Black Dice,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visage,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Fraelich,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.