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 Belarus and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Suburban Knight,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minor Threat,
Matthew Bourne,
Harry Pussy,
Derrick Morgan,
Jandek,
Silicon Teens,
The Searchers,
Tom Boy,
Minutemen,
Alison Limerick,
Schoolly D,
Eli Mardock,
The American Breed,
Rites of Spring,
Desert Stars,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Remains,
Kayak,
Average White Band,
The Barracudas,
Barry Ungar,
a-ha,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
John Coltrane,
Sixth Finger,
Eddi Front,
Quadrant,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bob Dylan,
EPMD,
Patti Smith,
Reagan Youth,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hardrive,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scrapy,
Interpol,
Joe Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Görl,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marmalade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Normal,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Halsall,
Funkadelic,
DNA,
Suicide,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.