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 Yemen and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Main Source to the rock 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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Shoche,
Steve Hackett,
Negative Approach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Green,
Camouflage,
Little Man,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Skatalites,
Donny Hathaway,
Wings,
Marmalade,
Maurizio,
Main Source,
Jacques Brel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Q and Not U,
Khruangbin,
Mo-Dettes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gladiators,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scion,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Procol Harum,
Sight & Sound,
Don Cherry,
Moss Icon,
Pagans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Zeros,
ABBA,
X-102,
Marvin Gaye,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobby Womack,
Erasure,
The Misunderstood,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül,
Marshall Jefferson,
10cc,
Todd Terry,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
Vainqueur,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
48th St. Collective,
OOIOO,
Bauhaus,
Boz Scaggs,
Quando Quango,
Barclay James Harvest,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Japan,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.