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 Moldova and from Copenhagen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camberwell Now to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bobby Hutcherson. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Hutcherson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Piero Umiliani,
Pulsallama,
Stiv Bators,
Fatback Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Ornette Coleman,
Pole,
Sonny Sharrock,
cv313,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonic Youth,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
Tommy Roe,
The Last Poets,
The Mojo Men,
Silicon Teens,
the Soft Cell,
Mandrill,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Circle Jerks,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
Albert Ayler,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
Royal Trux,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Crash Course in Science,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Normal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Amazonics,
Neu!,
Michelle Simonal,
T. Rex,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Holt,
Deakin,
Ossler,
ABC,
Magazine,
Bad Manners,
Oblivians,
Stockholm Monsters,
Althea and Donna,
The Flesh Eaters,
Popol Vuh,
Gang of Four,
Can,
The Names,
Suburban Knight,
Whodini,
Rakim,
Radio Birdman,
Faust,
The Electric Prunes,
The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible, The Invisible.
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.