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 Vietnam and from Mumbai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joe Finger to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick Morgan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
Outsiders,
The Barracudas,
Grauzone,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Excepter,
Sparks,
Banda Bassotti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deakin,
The Doors,
Sun Ra,
This Heat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hardrive,
Young Marble Giants,
Jandek,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
Donny Hathaway,
Talk Talk,
The Angels of Light,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Arcadia,
The Velvet Underground,
Buzzcocks,
Subhumans,
Liliput,
Anthony Braxton,
Metal Thangz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pole,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Music Machine,
Bobby Byrd,
Hot Snakes,
Smog,
The Vogues,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Steve Hackett,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mark Hollis,
The Mojo Men,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Average White Band,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.