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 Georgia 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kayak to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fatback Band,
the Swans,
Quadrant,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Model 500,
Average White Band,
Mark Hollis,
Charles Mingus,
The Durutti Column,
MDC,
KRS-One,
The Evens,
Deepchord,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scott Walker,
Sight & Sound,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dave Gahan,
kango's stein massive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Toasters,
Hoover,
Agitation Free,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Warsaw,
Rhythm & Sound,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiohead,
Danielle Patucci,
Brothers Johnson,
The Golliwogs,
Letta Mbulu,
Rakim,
Lou Christie,
David Bowie,
Sällskapet,
The United States of America,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Trumans Water,
Slick Rick,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
The Misunderstood,
June Days,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABBA,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.