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 Syria and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zapp to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
The Slackers,
Y Pants,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scientists,
Desert Stars,
DJ Sneak,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks,
Leonard Cohen,
AZ,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Matthew Bourne,
The Pop Group,
Model 500,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ken Boothe,
Dual Sessions,
Erykah Badu,
The Buckinghams,
Fear,
Big Daddy Kane,
Public Enemy,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Albert Ayler,
Drexciya,
LL Cool J,
The Pretty Things,
Moebius,
Archie Shepp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Clarke,
Sixth Finger,
John Cale,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T. Rex,
Excepter,
Whodini,
Man Parrish,
Brick,
The Invisible,
Ponytail,
Ronan,
Crooked Eye,
Crispian St. Peters,
Underground Resistance,
Rufus Thomas,
Heaven 17,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.