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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Soft Cell 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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thompson Twins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lyres,
The Grass Roots,
Girls At Our Best!,
Groovy Waters,
The Buckinghams,
Lakeside,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ronnie Foster,
Juan Atkins,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Excepter,
Carl Craig,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Smog,
Scion,
Ituana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Los Fastidios,
The Fugs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Sonics,
cv313,
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
The Human League,
The Count Five,
Tommy Roe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Duran Duran,
Marvin Gaye,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Donald Byrd,
Amon Düül,
Gang of Four,
Marshall Jefferson,
Easy Going,
Agitation Free,
Ossler,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
Crooked Eye,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lower 48,
James White and The Blacks,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Q and Not U,
Kaleidoscope,
Laurel Aitken,
Con Funk Shun,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Drexciya,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
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.