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 Zambia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Edmonton.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Excepter to the jazz 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Mars,
DJ Style,
Unrelated Segments,
MC5,
the Slits,
Gang Starr,
Todd Rundgren,
Jacob Miller,
Bang On A Can,
Nik Kershaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Duran Duran,
10cc,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Davy DMX,
New York Dolls,
Shoche,
Josef K,
Neu!,
Man Parrish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
CMW,
Laurel Aitken,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang of Four,
Procol Harum,
Lower 48,
Henry Cow,
Basic Channel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Vogues,
Eden Ahbez,
Blake Baxter,
Peter & Gordon,
Dennis Brown,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pussy Galore,
Mission of Burma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lyres,
Newcleus,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stetsasonic,
Al Stewart,
EPMD,
Alphaville,
Whodini,
The Barracudas,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Moody Blues,
The Dirtbombs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacques Brel,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.