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 Sweden and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Parry Music to the dance 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
The Gories,
This Heat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doors,
The Invisible,
Aloha Tigers,
The Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Young Rascals,
The Associates,
Camberwell Now,
Vainqueur,
H. Thieme,
John Holt,
T. Rex,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brand Nubian,
The Grass Roots,
Hashim,
One Last Wish,
Dual Sessions,
Brass Construction,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sällskapet,
Derrick May,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marvin Gaye,
D'Angelo,
X-102,
Cecil Taylor,
Mars,
Grey Daturas,
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Yaz,
Skaos,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sex Pistols,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Happenings,
Janne Schatter,
Piero Umiliani,
Mad Mike,
48th St. Collective,
Spoonie Gee,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
DNA,
Delta 5,
Steve Hackett,
Moebius,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Terry Callier,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scott Walker,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drexciya,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.