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 Jordan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Faraquet,
Alphaville,
Au Pairs,
Ponytail,
The Fugs,
Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
Technova,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-101,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aaron Thompson,
Wolf Eyes,
X-102,
Traffic Nightmare,
David McCallum,
Hashim,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Fraelich,
Pylon,
Brand Nubian,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roxy Music,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Can,
Albert Ayler,
Electric Prunes,
Sparks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Young Marble Giants,
Average White Band,
Das Ding,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cure,
Tim Buckley,
Mr. Review,
Suburban Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
Half Japanese,
Deepchord,
Joe Finger,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Evens,
Nation of Ulysses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Bananas,
Marshall Jefferson,
Angry Samoans,
Laurel Aitken,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Make Up,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.