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 Philippines and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Swell Maps to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Quando Quango,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Mission of Burma,
Crispy Ambulance,
D'Angelo,
Slave,
Carl Craig,
Guru Guru,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
The Five Americans,
Neu!,
Kas Product,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
Cecil Taylor,
Marine Girls,
Roxette,
Desert Stars,
The Zeros,
The J.B.'s,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
The Dirtbombs,
Patti Smith,
Jimmy McGriff,
Flipper,
Bush Tetras,
The Young Rascals,
Barrington Levy,
Sam Rivers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minor Threat,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Count Five,
MC5,
Joe Finger,
Wolf Eyes,
the Germs,
Tres Demented,
Pantaleimon,
Funkadelic,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Smooth,
Aural Exciters,
The Dead C,
Hashim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Offenders,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Grass Roots,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dennis Brown,
The Invisible,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Iggy Pop,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.