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 Sri Lanka and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Johnny Osbourne to the grunge 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Blake Baxter,
Erykah Badu,
Hoover,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
The Human League,
Negative Approach,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sugar Minott,
Agitation Free,
Albert Ayler,
Barbara Tucker,
Supertramp,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Skatalites,
Underground Resistance,
E-Dancer,
Saccharine Trust,
The Busters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
U.S. Maple,
Hot Snakes,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-101,
The Fall,
Barrington Levy,
Maurizio,
Archie Shepp,
Aloha Tigers,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
Moby Grape,
Dawn Penn,
Sam Rivers,
The Mojo Men,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Bourne,
B.T. Express,
Al Stewart,
Peter and Kerry,
UT,
Bobby Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Scratch Acid,
Model 500,
Crispy Ambulance,
Loose Ends,
Y Pants,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Names,
Tears for Fears,
Franke,
Darondo,
Rakim,
Organ,
The Gories,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.