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 France and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the electroclash 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
The Wake,
Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Roger Hodgson,
Arthur Verocai,
The Walker Brothers,
A Certain Ratio,
Roxy Music,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fugazi,
Marmalade,
Jerry's Kids,
Jacob Miller,
Panda Bear,
Jeff Lynne,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Von Mondo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Buckinghams,
Metal Thangz,
DJ Sneak,
Al Stewart,
Crooked Eye,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
Agitation Free,
Bush Tetras,
Radio Birdman,
Animal Collective,
The Fugs,
Davy DMX,
The Cowsills,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nas,
Mandrill,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Sherman,
Icehouse,
The Cramps,
David McCallum,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Byron Stingily,
Sällskapet,
Mark Hollis,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skaos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
These Immortal Souls,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Matthew Halsall,
Whodini,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
F. McDonald,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.