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 Sri Lanka and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 spring reverb 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rock 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
The Count Five,
Gang Starr,
John Coltrane,
The Invisible,
Robert Wyatt,
Ten City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kurtis Blow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cure,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Zeros,
Thompson Twins,
Swans,
Henry Cow,
Rosa Yemen,
the Normal,
Freddie Wadling,
the Soft Cell,
Dawn Penn,
The Selecter,
Bad Manners,
Quadrant,
Connie Case,
Groovy Waters,
Cheater Slicks,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacob Miller,
Agitation Free,
Yellowson,
The Offenders,
ABC,
Young Marble Giants,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joensuu 1685,
Roy Ayers,
Boz Scaggs,
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Little Man,
the Slits,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vainqueur,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxette,
Sandy B,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joyce Sims,
Lungfish,
Monolake,
The Durutti Column,
Von Mondo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glenn Branca,
Dual Sessions,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.