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 Austria and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Machine to the jazz 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Television,
The Pretty Things,
Tommy Roe,
Wasted Youth,
Spandau Ballet,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Newcleus,
The Mojo Men,
Lower 48,
The Victims,
Siglo XX,
Hasil Adkins,
Barbara Tucker,
The Seeds,
Monolake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lucky Dragons,
Ronnie Foster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
Howard Jones,
Unrelated Segments,
David McCallum,
Bush Tetras,
Massinfluence,
the Human League,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
The Gun Club,
Black Sheep,
Letta Mbulu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Outsiders,
Chris Corsano,
Dennis Brown,
Lyres,
A Certain Ratio,
Public Enemy,
Main Source,
Bauhaus,
Pierre Henry,
Sun City Girls,
X-102,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Busters,
Stetsasonic,
cv313,
Soft Cell,
The Vogues,
Bang On A Can,
Dead Boys,
T. Rex,
Reagan Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Von Mondo,
Qualms,
Max Romeo,
Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle, Throbbing Gristle.
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.