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 Grenada and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Make Up to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Pus,
Tears for Fears,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Intrusion,
The Cure,
PIL,
Liliput,
Rotary Connection,
Lindisfarne,
The Toasters,
Sandy B,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joe Smooth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
EPMD,
Gang Starr,
Agent Orange,
The Offenders,
Stiv Bators,
CMW,
Barbara Tucker,
Visage,
Andrew Hill,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sonics,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Henry Cow,
Whodini,
R.M.O.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
DJ Style,
Pole,
Erykah Badu,
The Beau Brummels,
Interpol,
Bush Tetras,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
Von Mondo,
The Remains,
Public Enemy,
Joy Division,
Organ,
Black Sheep,
Jeff Mills,
Blake Baxter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television Personalities,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.