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 Luxembourg and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Skriet to the rock 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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Enemy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Minnie Riperton,
Lungfish,
Marcia Griffiths,
Monolake,
Gong,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
China Crisis,
Newcleus,
Circle Jerks,
Shoche,
Graham Central Station,
The Searchers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David Axelrod,
The Fugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barbara Tucker,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
Morten Harket,
Urselle,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Angels of Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Eddi Front,
Black Flag,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Brass Construction,
Warren Ellis,
Scion,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lower 48,
The Techniques,
Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Gichy Dan,
Black Moon,
Silicon Teens,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marine Girls,
kango's stein massive,
The Music Machine,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nas,
The Names,
Section 25,
The Red Krayola,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
New York Dolls,
The Victims,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.