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 Slovakia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Lagos and London.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Black Sheep to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Count Five,
Janne Schatter,
Depeche Mode,
Barrington Levy,
Rufus Thomas,
Los Fastidios,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radio Birdman,
Agitation Free,
Suicide,
The Grass Roots,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Al Stewart,
Symarip,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Easy Going,
The Gun Club,
Masters at Work,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hardrive,
The Human League,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Warren Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Massinfluence,
Lucky Dragons,
Alton Ellis,
Underground Resistance,
Alphaville,
Unrelated Segments,
Reagan Youth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Bobby Sherman,
Harry Pussy,
Michelle Simonal,
Quadrant,
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
D'Angelo,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
Nick Fraelich,
H. Thieme,
Audionom,
Y Pants,
48th St. Collective,
China Crisis,
Silicon Teens,
R.M.O.,
Aswad,
Yazoo,
Chris Corsano,
Q and Not U,
New Order,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.