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 Denmark and from Glasgow.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The J.B.'s to the funk 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Second Layer 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
Malaria!,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pet Shop Boys,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Severed Heads,
Fad Gadget,
Gong,
Gregory Isaacs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Smog,
Dual Sessions,
Marvin Gaye,
Cluster,
Kaleidoscope,
Yellowson,
The Pretty Things,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
the Bar-Kays,
Animal Collective,
AZ,
Alison Limerick,
Slave,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
David McCallum,
Godley & Creme,
Scrapy,
H. Thieme,
Royal Trux,
Bad Manners,
Heaven 17,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Robert Wyatt,
Section 25,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Darondo,
The Skatalites,
Davy DMX,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
Toni Rubio,
Intrusion,
China Crisis,
John Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
Warren Ellis,
Ponytail,
Jawbox,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Tears for Fears,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.