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 Greece and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marvin Gaye to the jazz 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Shoche 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 grime 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Make Up record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Maurizio,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Albert Ayler,
Zero Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Niagra,
China Crisis,
Rites of Spring,
Fat Boys,
Saccharine Trust,
The Raincoats,
Swans,
OOIOO,
X-101,
Bobby Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
The Smiths,
a-ha,
10cc,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Barracudas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mo-Dettes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
Unwound,
Masters at Work,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach,
U.S. Maple,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Scratch Acid,
The United States of America,
The Detroit Cobras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cymande,
Mr. Review,
Howard Jones,
Mission of Burma,
Rod Modell,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Enemy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sam Rivers,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funky Four + One,
Sound Behaviour,
Marshall Jefferson,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rufus Thomas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visage,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Seeds,
Bang On A Can,
Dark Day,
Section 25,
Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics, Eurythmics.
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.