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 Russia and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
X-101,
A Certain Ratio,
Terry Callier,
The Residents,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Franke,
Fatback Band,
Schoolly D,
Moebius,
MDC,
Arab on Radar,
Bronski Beat,
The J.B.'s,
Laurel Aitken,
James White and The Blacks,
The Index,
Pussy Galore,
Ice-T,
Gang of Four,
Thompson Twins,
48th St. Collective,
Heaven 17,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eddi Front,
Inner City,
Visage,
Eurythmics,
The Offenders,
Con Funk Shun,
Marvin Gaye,
Lightning Bolt,
Negative Approach,
The Divine Comedy,
Sound Behaviour,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Altered Images,
Tres Demented,
Deakin,
Todd Rundgren,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
Basic Channel,
Whodini,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
Drexciya,
Fad Gadget,
Loose Ends,
Alison Limerick,
Deepchord,
Soul Sonic Force,
Malaria!,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Görl,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Searchers,
Michelle Simonal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.