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 Sierra Leone 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scion to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Scratch Acid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
the Bar-Kays,
World's Most,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stereo Dub,
Fluxion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tres Demented,
Maurizio,
Michelle Simonal,
Bush Tetras,
Grauzone,
the Soft Cell,
Depeche Mode,
Sound Behaviour,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
Jeru the Damaja,
Judy Mowatt,
Cluster,
Todd Terry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jawbox,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sandy B,
L. Decosne,
Bill Near,
In Retrospect,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vladislav Delay,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Anthony Braxton,
Inner City,
Sparks,
Lindisfarne,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pulsallama,
John Cale,
Q65,
Second Layer,
Godley & Creme,
Junior Murvin,
The Fugs,
Moebius,
Fat Boys,
JFA,
Porter Ricks,
Bauhaus,
Shoche,
The Walker Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Terry Callier,
Siglo XX,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.