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 Kenya and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Blancmange 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 Chris & Cosey. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Quadrant,
Marvin Gaye,
Kerrie Biddell,
Arthur Verocai,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skriet,
Hoover,
The Toasters,
Sun Ra,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sugar Minott,
The Seeds,
Idris Muhammad,
Angry Samoans,
Subhumans,
Young Marble Giants,
a-ha,
The Moleskins,
Neu!,
the Germs,
The Velvet Underground,
A Certain Ratio,
Steve Hackett,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Matthew Halsall,
The Vogues,
The Dead C,
Danielle Patucci,
Arcadia,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nico,
Section 25,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
John Cale,
The Golliwogs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stetsasonic,
Donny Hathaway,
Television Personalities,
Newcleus,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
DJ Sneak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Christie,
Marine Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Audionom,
Slick Rick,
Surgeon,
Johnny Clarke,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.