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 Kuwait and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gastr Del Sol to the dance 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Wake,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Grass Roots,
Unwound,
X-Ray Spex,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ice-T,
Suburban Knight,
Von Mondo,
Metal Thangz,
Chrome,
John Holt,
Popol Vuh,
8 Eyed Spy,
Clear Light,
Warsaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fire Engines,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soulsonic Force,
Icehouse,
Gichy Dan,
Quando Quango,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brand Nubian,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Susan Cadogan,
Loose Ends,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Lungfish,
Moebius,
Mandrill,
Crispy Ambulance,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roy Ayers,
The Modern Lovers,
Infiniti,
Bobby Womack,
The Buckinghams,
The Dead C,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Foxx,
Guru Guru,
Banda Bassotti,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Boogie Down Productions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Darondo,
Cal Tjader,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Searchers,
Barclay James Harvest,
U.S. Maple,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.