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 Liberia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron 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 Simply Red to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Blake Baxter,
Kas Product,
The Golliwogs,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mad Mike,
Loose Ends,
Depeche Mode,
Yusef Lateef,
Bad Manners,
The Selecter,
The Shadows of Knight,
FM Einheit,
Barrington Levy,
Lyres,
Public Enemy,
The United States of America,
Altered Images,
Suburban Knight,
Joyce Sims,
Agitation Free,
Tres Demented,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
PIL,
Lebanon Hanover,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
June Days,
B.T. Express,
The Modern Lovers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Alison Limerick,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Shuggie Otis,
The Human League,
Colin Newman,
Radio Birdman,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rites of Spring,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tom Boy,
Blossom Toes,
Mars,
Davy DMX,
Amon Düül II,
Ken Boothe,
Au Pairs,
Circle Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deepchord,
Delta 5,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sarah Menescal,
The Happenings,
Cal Tjader,
John Coltrane,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.