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 Libya 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Masters at Work to the techno 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
OOIOO,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Whodini,
Wire,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
Eden Ahbez,
Quantec,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terrestrial Tones,
Moss Icon,
Television,
Suburban Knight,
The Smoke,
Masters at Work,
Y Pants,
The Tremeloes,
Toni Rubio,
Magma,
The Detroit Cobras,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker,
Al Stewart,
Blancmange,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Sheep,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mars,
The Blues Magoos,
The Grass Roots,
The Durutti Column,
Siglo XX,
The United States of America,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young,
Slick Rick,
Royal Trux,
The Mummies,
Au Pairs,
Infiniti,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
EPMD,
Bill Wells,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Zero Boys,
Ice-T,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
Wasted Youth,
Jandek,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.