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 Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Steve Hackett to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Delon & Dalcan,
Radio Birdman,
Groovy Waters,
Nico,
Cameo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Kinks,
Surgeon,
Peter & Gordon,
Carl Craig,
Nirvana,
UT,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marmalade,
China Crisis,
Accadde A,
Letta Mbulu,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
John Cale,
the Fania All-Stars,
Danielle Patucci,
Bad Manners,
Kurtis Blow,
Ultra Naté,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Lyres,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Stereo Dub,
Drive Like Jehu,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
The Barracudas,
Ossler,
Skarface,
Bauhaus,
Yaz,
Alphaville,
Chrome,
Terrestrial Tones,
Josef K,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lindisfarne,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra,
Darondo,
James White and The Blacks,
Metal Thangz,
The Cowsills,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cluster,
Infiniti,
Urselle,
Organ,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.