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 Iraq and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 The Happenings to the grime 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fear,
China Crisis,
the Germs,
Scan 7,
Liliput,
Nick Fraelich,
Nico,
X-101,
Terry Callier,
Glenn Branca,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
Maurizio,
Negative Approach,
Derrick Morgan,
Tres Demented,
Pierre Henry,
Arthur Verocai,
Average White Band,
the Soft Cell,
Cecil Taylor,
Rod Modell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Max Romeo,
Pantaleimon,
The Blackbyrds,
MC5,
The Doors,
The Monochrome Set,
Blake Baxter,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barry Ungar,
Altered Images,
Q65,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Shadows of Knight,
Depeche Mode,
Bush Tetras,
The Detroit Cobras,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
Chris Corsano,
Outsiders,
The Fortunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Arab on Radar,
Desert Stars,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
Ronan,
John Coltrane,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.