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 Honduras and from Paris.
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 Delhi and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Residents to the rap 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
June of 44,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Davy DMX,
Joyce Sims,
Silicon Teens,
The Sonics,
CMW,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tomorrow,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Thompson Twins,
Young Marble Giants,
Eric Copeland,
Wire,
Shuggie Otis,
Kayak,
Dark Day,
Quantec,
Mark Hollis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
The Doors,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
Tommy Roe,
Bootsy Collins,
Spandau Ballet,
Buzzcocks,
the Association,
Saccharine Trust,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bob Dylan,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
Joy Division,
The Invisible,
The Smiths,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Velvet Underground,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Swell Maps,
Amon Düül,
Ohio Players,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cymande,
Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear, Panda Bear.
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.