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 Liberia and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 China Crisis to the dance 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 Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Albert Ayler,
Interpol,
Barbara Tucker,
Marvin Gaye,
Godley & Creme,
Grauzone,
Q and Not U,
Outsiders,
Loose Ends,
The Trojans,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Lightning Bolt,
Vainqueur,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Livin' Joy,
T. Rex,
The New Christs,
Fat Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
Danielle Patucci,
Accadde A,
The Golliwogs,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
The Gladiators,
EPMD,
Chris Corsano,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The United States of America,
John Cale,
Minutemen,
Quadrant,
Nils Olav,
Alice Coltrane,
Cheater Slicks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bluetip,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Skaos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rapeman,
MC5,
Byron Stingily,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Busters,
The Buckinghams,
Matthew Bourne,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Monks,
Barrington Levy,
Bill Wells,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.