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 Tanzania and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Youth Brigade to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gerry Rafferty,
This Heat,
Kaleidoscope,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Bourne,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vladislav Delay,
8 Eyed Spy,
Talk Talk,
The Misunderstood,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Blancmange,
Howard Jones,
Simply Red,
In Retrospect,
The Music Machine,
Mad Mike,
The Angels of Light,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rod Modell,
The Wake,
Albert Ayler,
Quadrant,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kool Moe Dee,
Siglo XX,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Unrelated Segments,
Suburban Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Grauzone,
The Neon Judgement,
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Model 500,
Bobby Sherman,
China Crisis,
The Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
Whodini,
Metal Thangz,
L. Decosne,
The Litter,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Excepter,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.