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 Haiti and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 harpsichord 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 Yazoo to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ituana. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Marvin Gaye,
The J.B.'s,
Kas Product,
Joy Division,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fatback Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Germs,
James White and The Blacks,
Babytalk,
Funky Four + One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nico,
Neu!,
Make Up,
Hoover,
The Velvet Underground,
Wasted Youth,
The Victims,
Skaos,
Junior Murvin,
Faraquet,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
The Searchers,
Terry Callier,
Mandrill,
Idris Muhammad,
Steve Hackett,
The Selecter,
Dave Gahan,
Tommy Roe,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nirvana,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Average White Band,
Organ,
Negative Approach,
The Moleskins,
CMW,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Clear Light,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ponytail,
Model 500,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Guru Guru,
Gichy Dan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Happenings,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Cell,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.