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 Spain and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 London Community Gospel Choir to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Malaria!,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABC,
Donald Byrd,
Anthony Braxton,
Subhumans,
Rotary Connection,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Mandrill,
The Five Americans,
Nik Kershaw,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacob Miller,
In Retrospect,
Goldenarms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Man Parrish,
Hasil Adkins,
Thee Headcoats,
Reuben Wilson,
The Golliwogs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Brand Nubian,
Bronski Beat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pole,
Aloha Tigers,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gories,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Hill,
Al Stewart,
The Misunderstood,
Gong,
Albert Ayler,
Underground Resistance,
Accadde A,
New Age Steppers,
These Immortal Souls,
Aural Exciters,
The Cramps,
Model 500,
Visage,
This Heat,
Bobby Byrd,
The Raincoats,
Yellowson,
Harry Pussy,
Neu!,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Buckinghams,
Alphaville,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Livin' Joy,
Cluster,
Khruangbin,
Depeche Mode,
the Fania All-Stars,
Banda Bassotti,
D'Angelo,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.