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 San Marino and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Mad Mike to the crunk 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Terror Squad Feat. Camron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
The Names,
Neu!,
Lucky Dragons,
T. Rex,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tears for Fears,
Marine Girls,
Yaz,
Youth Brigade,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Black Dice,
The Standells,
Motorama,
Vainqueur,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
The Sonics,
Qualms,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Index,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Cameo,
Bob Dylan,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Babytalk,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Duran Duran,
Wasted Youth,
Maurizio,
FM Einheit,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nils Olav,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mojo Men,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Icehouse,
This Heat,
Mantronix,
cv313,
Dark Day,
Shoche,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Young Marble Giants,
The Human League,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
Negative Approach,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Aaron Thompson,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.