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 Romania and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Moody Blues to the jazz 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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Monolake,
The Slackers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Isaac Hayes,
48th St. Collective,
Terry Callier,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Delon & Dalcan,
Deepchord,
Bauhaus,
Erasure,
Pylon,
Michelle Simonal,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
Chris & Cosey,
Piero Umiliani,
Smog,
Basic Channel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tom Boy,
Godley & Creme,
Eve St. Jones,
Blancmange,
Rotary Connection,
Moby Grape,
U.S. Maple,
The Cramps,
Radiohead,
Second Layer,
Blake Baxter,
Gil Scott Heron,
Newcleus,
Brass Construction,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mad Mike,
Pierre Henry,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Pulsallama,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
Maurizio,
Davy DMX,
The Residents,
Pharoah Sanders,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gap Band,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.