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 Benin and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manila.
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 Jeff Lynne to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
AZ,
Heaven 17,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
Quantec,
The Grass Roots,
The Fuzztones,
The Flesh Eaters,
Negative Approach,
Pagans,
Idris Muhammad,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fall,
The Techniques,
Bush Tetras,
Reagan Youth,
The Star Department,
Matthew Halsall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Subhumans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arab on Radar,
La Düsseldorf,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ice-T,
Dave Gahan,
Yusef Lateef,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camberwell Now,
Lucky Dragons,
Groovy Waters,
The Slits,
Tim Buckley,
Scrapy,
Wolf Eyes,
The Young Rascals,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
Joe Finger,
Nils Olav,
The Real Kids,
Bluetip,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
L. Decosne,
Q and Not U,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
John Lydon,
The Slackers,
Gong,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Eurythmics,
Drive Like Jehu,
Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fatback Band,
The Remains,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Davy DMX,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.