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 Comoros and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Easy Going 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Names,
Organ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Heaven 17,
David McCallum,
Barclay James Harvest,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Blackbyrds,
Cecil Taylor,
Minny Pops,
The Gun Club,
Funky Four + One,
Section 25,
Max Romeo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultra Naté,
Negative Approach,
Schoolly D,
Shoche,
Gil Scott Heron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
New York Dolls,
The Vogues,
Banda Bassotti,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
The Buckinghams,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pussy Galore,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare,
Ken Boothe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brick,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric B and Rakim,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
Erasure,
Albert Ayler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scrapy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Malaria!,
Arab on Radar,
Marc Almond,
Wolf Eyes,
Metal Thangz,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
Joy Division,
Minor Threat,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.