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 Namibia and from Glasgow.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 8 Eyed Spy to the electroclash 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Altered Images,
Prince Buster,
Sarah Menescal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Can,
The Slackers,
Underground Resistance,
Quando Quango,
Slave,
Dennis Brown,
Symarip,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
Nas,
Jandek,
Organ,
Kurtis Blow,
Connie Case,
Heaven 17,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Doors,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Adolescents,
Alison Limerick,
Funkadelic,
Vainqueur,
The Associates,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mantronix,
Porter Ricks,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang of Four,
Gang Green,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Morten Harket,
Sugar Minott,
Amon Düül,
The Misunderstood,
Harmonia,
Susan Cadogan,
Joensuu 1685,
Eve St. Jones,
K-Klass,
Sex Pistols,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
Sexual Harrassment,
cv313,
Skriet,
Scrapy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Arthur Verocai,
Bad Manners,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiopuhelimet,
Supertramp,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.