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 Barbados and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Public Image Ltd. to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scion 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Colin Newman,
Lindisfarne,
Siglo XX,
Grey Daturas,
The Blackbyrds,
This Heat,
Absolute Body Control,
Whodini,
Hardrive,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Litter,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spandau Ballet,
Mars,
MDC,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
kango's stein massive,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Panda Bear,
Audionom,
Blancmange,
L. Decosne,
John Lydon,
X-102,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Max Romeo,
Ohio Players,
X-101,
Echospace,
Clear Light,
Joey Negro,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Arcadia,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
K-Klass,
New Order,
Fluxion,
Chrome,
The Angels of Light,
Leonard Cohen,
Carl Craig,
Bob Dylan,
Kayak,
Johnny Clarke,
Jandek,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Hood,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Todd Rundgren,
Sarah Menescal,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Liliput,
Desert Stars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.