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 Austria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Ponytail to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Arab on Radar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Section 25,
Erykah Badu,
Vladislav Delay,
Faraquet,
Mo-Dettes,
Aural Exciters,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Aaron Thompson,
The Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Tubeway Army,
Animal Collective,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sarah Menescal,
Alphaville,
Albert Ayler,
Sparks,
Steve Hackett,
Tommy Roe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Velvet Underground,
Joey Negro,
David Bowie,
Organ,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
The Young Rascals,
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sandy B,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rufus Thomas,
the Normal,
Supertramp,
Minutemen,
The Trojans,
The Invisible,
The Pretty Things,
Cecil Taylor,
Sight & Sound,
One Last Wish,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
Lakeside,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.