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 Burundi and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '60s 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 Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Sherman,
Fat Boys,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scan 7,
Gerry Rafferty,
Derrick Morgan,
The United States of America,
Judy Mowatt,
The Invisible,
The Shadows of Knight,
Loose Ends,
The Martian,
Yaz,
Al Stewart,
Sex Pistols,
Jeff Lynne,
Neu!,
The Stooges,
The Monks,
Outsiders,
Yusef Lateef,
Heaven 17,
the Sonics,
Man Parrish,
Cybotron,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soulsonic Force,
OOIOO,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sandy B,
The Happenings,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
Lakeside,
Magazine,
Basic Channel,
The Sound,
Howard Jones,
Eve St. Jones,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Reagan Youth,
The Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
The Grass Roots,
Joe Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Zero Boys,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
Black Bananas,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.