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 Peru and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cameo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kool Moe Dee,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Minny Pops,
The Star Department,
Judy Mowatt,
Erykah Badu,
Fugazi,
The Motions,
Oneida,
Funky Four + One,
Piero Umiliani,
Fela Kuti,
Pierre Henry,
Whodini,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Minor Threat,
The Litter,
Slick Rick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
New Order,
Sun Ra,
Rod Modell,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
The Mighty Diamonds,
10cc,
Wally Richardson,
Zero Boys,
Sun City Girls,
Alison Limerick,
Suicide,
Fad Gadget,
cv313,
Maleditus Sound,
D'Angelo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joey Negro,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
A Certain Ratio,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispian St. Peters,
L. Decosne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Shadows of Knight,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.