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 Burkina and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 The Offenders to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
Thompson Twins,
Shoche,
The Cure,
Swans,
Pole,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Hood,
Half Japanese,
Jesper Dahlback,
Glambeats Corp.,
Michelle Simonal,
The Evens,
Camberwell Now,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Quando Quango,
Skaos,
Gong,
Ultra Naté,
Electric Prunes,
Malaria!,
Joey Negro,
James White and The Blacks,
The J.B.'s,
Alton Ellis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fear,
Spoonie Gee,
Aloha Tigers,
Boredoms,
The Doors,
Livin' Joy,
Ponytail,
The Remains,
The Fuzztones,
Procol Harum,
The Gories,
Nick Fraelich,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Sonics,
Au Pairs,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül,
John Coltrane,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gerry Rafferty,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.