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 Cairo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Robert Hood to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pere Ubu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lyres,
Oneida,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pierre Henry,
Youth Brigade,
Frankie Knuckles,
Stiv Bators,
Franke,
Unwound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Idris Muhammad,
The Count Five,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Spoonie Gee,
Buzzcocks,
The Birthday Party,
Mary Jane Girls,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radio Birdman,
The Kinks,
The Knickerbockers,
Con Funk Shun,
Joyce Sims,
Blake Baxter,
The Fugs,
Josef K,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Alton Ellis,
Malaria!,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
Sam Rivers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Sheep,
Reuben Wilson,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
New Order,
K-Klass,
Main Source,
Aloha Tigers,
The Toasters,
The Tremeloes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sandy B,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Halsall,
Fear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sight & Sound,
The Grass Roots,
The Smiths,
Letta Mbulu,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.