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 the UAE and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pierre Henry to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Invisible,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Move,
Hardrive,
Kaleidoscope,
Tomorrow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radiohead,
Gong,
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Circle Jerks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chrome,
Severed Heads,
World's Most,
The American Breed,
Marine Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
PIL,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ituana,
L. Decosne,
Rekid,
Althea and Donna,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Arab on Radar,
Con Funk Shun,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jacques Brel,
The Martian,
John Lydon,
Brand Nubian,
The Angels of Light,
Soulsonic Force,
Ludus,
Joensuu 1685,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Funkadelic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life 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.