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 Japan and from New York.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Grauzone to the funk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Zero Boys,
Carl Craig,
Piero Umiliani,
Mantronix,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gun Club,
This Heat,
David McCallum,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Invisible,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amon Düül II,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
The United States of America,
Pantytec,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lou Christie,
OOIOO,
David Axelrod,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slits,
Rites of Spring,
Section 25,
Youth Brigade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
Chrome,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vainqueur,
Sun City Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
Funky Four + One,
Sexual Harrassment,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Toni Rubio,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
Surgeon,
Spoonie Gee,
Charles Mingus,
The Durutti Column,
Scrapy,
Aswad,
Bronski Beat,
Icehouse,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funkadelic,
Black Pus,
Depeche Mode,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cybotron,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.