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 Zambia and from Taipei.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Real Kids to the grime 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Erykah Badu,
The Misunderstood,
Livin' Joy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
Eric Dolphy,
Adolescents,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Darondo,
Los Fastidios,
Davy DMX,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronnie Foster,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
Byron Stingily,
Amon Düül,
In Retrospect,
Stiv Bators,
Pussy Galore,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Silicon Teens,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Skriet,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swans,
Robert Görl,
New York Dolls,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
Alison Limerick,
Gichy Dan,
Fear,
Barclay James Harvest,
The United States of America,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roger Hodgson,
The Standells,
Mantronix,
June of 44,
Qualms,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harmonia,
Infiniti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dual Sessions,
Joyce Sims,
The Birthday Party,
Ken Boothe,
Franke,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.