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 Marshall Islands and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the techno 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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Mark Hollis,
The Shadows of Knight,
Livin' Joy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minnie Riperton,
The J.B.'s,
The Pretty Things,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Fraelich,
Drexciya,
Shuggie Otis,
Banda Bassotti,
The Young Rascals,
Tres Demented,
Connie Case,
Wasted Youth,
The Fortunes,
48th St. Collective,
New Age Steppers,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Byron Stingily,
Motorama,
D'Angelo,
James White and The Blacks,
Spandau Ballet,
Bad Manners,
Dark Day,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Marvin Gaye,
Agitation Free,
The Angels of Light,
Jeff Lynne,
Sister Nancy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lakeside,
Loose Ends,
Lalo Schifrin,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris Corsano,
The Count Five,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
The Sonics,
Harmonia,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marmalade,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.