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 Denmark and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ludus to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Suicide,
Amon Düül II,
The Selecter,
Matthew Bourne,
Neu!,
Warsaw,
Ossler,
Sparks,
Morten Harket,
Judy Mowatt,
Absolute Body Control,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Von Mondo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Stetsasonic,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lindisfarne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Severed Heads,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Black Dice,
Agitation Free,
Nirvana,
Yazoo,
Ludus,
Swell Maps,
Erykah Badu,
Technova,
Thompson Twins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Ice-T,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
Camberwell Now,
Alice Coltrane,
Public Image Ltd.,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wire,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül,
Ornette Coleman,
OOIOO,
Sun Ra,
Funkadelic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grey Daturas,
Pylon,
Subhumans,
Cameo,
Connie Case,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
MDC,
Zero Boys,
E-Dancer,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.