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 Lesotho and from Johannesburg.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 10cc to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Green,
U.S. Maple,
Jandek,
the Slits,
Neu!,
Crispy Ambulance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Harry Pussy,
Ultra Naté,
The Gap Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harmonia,
Desert Stars,
Infiniti,
Stetsasonic,
Mr. Review,
Wings,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Severed Heads,
Cal Tjader,
Mission of Burma,
David Bowie,
Maleditus Sound,
ABBA,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers,
The Victims,
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
New Order,
Y Pants,
Al Stewart,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Cameo,
the Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
The New Christs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Intrusion,
Lou Christie,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains,
Wally Richardson,
Wasted Youth,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dead Boys,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sexual Harrassment,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.