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 Ghana and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Boz Scaggs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
The Count Five,
Danielle Patucci,
The Zeros,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barrington Levy,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
the Human League,
Oblivians,
Mantronix,
Wings,
Joe Smooth,
X-102,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fifty Foot Hose,
H. Thieme,
The Neon Judgement,
Gabor Szabo,
The J.B.'s,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zapp,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
D'Angelo,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Lyres,
OOIOO,
Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Tubeway Army,
8 Eyed Spy,
Absolute Body Control,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ronnie Foster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
The United States of America,
Aaron Thompson,
Max Romeo,
The Toasters,
L. Decosne,
Eurythmics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
Second Layer,
Scion,
Easy Going,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Martian,
Smog,
F. McDonald,
Iggy Pop,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.