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 Mongolia and from Edmonton.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Rites of Spring 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Smooth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang Green,
Adolescents,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul II Soul,
Lalann,
H. Thieme,
Accadde A,
Soul Sonic Force,
Howard Jones,
Von Mondo,
Archie Shepp,
Mantronix,
The Fortunes,
Hashim,
Visage,
Ice-T,
Organ,
Crime,
Excepter,
The Tremeloes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
Electric Prunes,
Bobby Womack,
DNA,
Black Flag,
The Knickerbockers,
Los Fastidios,
Joy Division,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Altered Images,
The Selecter,
Infiniti,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bauhaus,
The Beau Brummels,
The Stooges,
Alton Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
The United States of America,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ossler,
Janne Schatter,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Johnny Clarke,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.