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 Chad and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Marine Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marmalade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Moody Blues,
The Cramps,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
ABBA,
Accadde A,
X-101,
Dark Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nico,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy Collins,
Zero Boys,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Coltrane,
The Fugs,
Liliput,
Jeff Mills,
Tim Buckley,
Funkadelic,
Second Layer,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Rites of Spring,
Marmalade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Henry Cow,
The Grass Roots,
Ronnie Foster,
New York Dolls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rekid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Chris & Cosey,
Babytalk,
Joy Division,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Scan 7,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
Y Pants,
The Dead C,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
U.S. Maple,
Sarah Menescal,
the Bar-Kays,
Cymande,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
DJ Style,
Amon Düül II,
Black Pus,
Boredoms,
Procol Harum,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.