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 Tuvalu and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fire Engines to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Smoke,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Motorama,
Qualms,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jacob Miller,
Jeff Mills,
The Motions,
John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Grauzone,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q and Not U,
Sun City Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
Radiohead,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hasil Adkins,
Depeche Mode,
Eddi Front,
Soul II Soul,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skriet,
The Human League,
X-101,
Ultravox,
Fatback Band,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Halsall,
Barbara Tucker,
Jacques Brel,
Stetsasonic,
Amazonics,
The Five Americans,
Trumans Water,
Toni Rubio,
Alton Ellis,
Reuben Wilson,
Fugazi,
Scrapy,
Lightning Bolt,
Steve Hackett,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ludus,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
10cc,
Parry Music,
These Immortal Souls,
David Axelrod,
The Busters,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.