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 Liechtenstein and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Marvin Gaye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultra Naté record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hoover,
Buzzcocks,
The Real Kids,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anthony Braxton,
The New Christs,
Rakim,
Icehouse,
Susan Cadogan,
The Black Dice,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Easy Going,
Organ,
Brothers Johnson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Magazine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
U.S. Maple,
The Smiths,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
Intrusion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Selecter,
Panda Bear,
Altered Images,
The Slackers,
Fad Gadget,
Ossler,
Underground Resistance,
Barry Ungar,
Crooked Eye,
Gang Green,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skaos,
Blake Baxter,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eve St. Jones,
Flipper,
Nation of Ulysses,
John Lydon,
Parry Music,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Young Marble Giants,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Matthew Bourne,
Brand Nubian,
Soulsonic Force,
Sister Nancy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arthur Verocai,
the Soft Cell,
Negative Approach,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.