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 Belarus and from Houston.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Roxette to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Hoover,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Accadde A,
Adolescents,
Ronan,
Mark Hollis,
Average White Band,
One Last Wish,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ultravox,
Anthony Braxton,
Hashim,
Ludus,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
Darondo,
Scan 7,
The Dead C,
The Wake,
Whodini,
Alice Coltrane,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The American Breed,
Clear Light,
Can,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pussy Galore,
Agitation Free,
Sparks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Fortunes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Technova,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Human League,
Joy Division,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Peter and Kerry,
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
Ponytail,
Andrew Hill,
Susan Cadogan,
Shuggie Otis,
Warsaw,
Jandek,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cymande,
Robert Wyatt,
X-102,
Mission of Burma,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Section 25,
Underground Resistance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sugar Minott,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.