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 Ireland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Cluster,
Danielle Patucci,
Pagans,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
T. Rex,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kurtis Blow,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Average White Band,
Skaos,
Joe Finger,
Eddi Front,
Flash Fearless,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Starr,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cymande,
John Coltrane,
Darondo,
Can,
Robert Wyatt,
Scott Walker,
The Modern Lovers,
The Blues Magoos,
Duran Duran,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
a-ha,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
Soul II Soul,
Motorama,
Al Stewart,
Bobby Byrd,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Negative Approach,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sandy B,
Faust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Christie,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alison Limerick,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash,
Magma,
Sun City Girls,
The Grass Roots,
the Fania All-Stars,
Bush Tetras,
The Litter,
Supertramp,
John Foxx,
Newcleus,
Piero Umiliani,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Los Fastidios,
the Normal, the Normal, the Normal, the Normal.
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.