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 Turkey and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Skriet 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All The Detroit Cobras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Prince Buster,
Grauzone,
The Leaves,
Albert Ayler,
Aaron Thompson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
Cheater Slicks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultravox,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Hill,
Sight & Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Angels of Light,
JFA,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
Lou Christie,
The Associates,
EPMD,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Byrd,
Visage,
Oneida,
Soul Sonic Force,
Joey Negro,
The Smoke,
Joyce Sims,
June of 44,
Fela Kuti,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Dorothy Ashby,
Aswad,
Ronan,
Maurizio,
Camouflage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Malaria!,
The Cowsills,
Groovy Waters,
Freddie Wadling,
Magazine,
Stiv Bators,
The Monks,
The Busters,
Dark Day,
Girls At Our Best!,
Khruangbin,
Ronnie Foster,
Sällskapet,
Henry Cow,
Circle Jerks,
Matthew Halsall,
kango's stein massive,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.