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 Norway and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet 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 Deepchord to the crunk 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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cameo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Wake,
Chris Corsano,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Minny Pops,
The Evens,
Johnny Osbourne,
LL Cool J,
Popol Vuh,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visage,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Porter Ricks,
The Gladiators,
Rod Modell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boredoms,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
the Fania All-Stars,
Groovy Waters,
Roger Hodgson,
Howard Jones,
Mandrill,
Intrusion,
Gabor Szabo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Clear Light,
K-Klass,
Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
Marine Girls,
Derrick May,
H. Thieme,
Jeff Lynne,
Moss Icon,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Supertramp,
E-Dancer,
The Raincoats,
The Gories,
Royal Trux,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fad Gadget,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
These Immortal Souls,
Swans,
The Human League,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Circle Jerks,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.