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 Azerbaijan and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ 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 Lower 48 to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Excepter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Stiv Bators,
X-Ray Spex,
Roxy Music,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dave Gahan,
Section 25,
Bobby Sherman,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scientists,
Guru Guru,
Subhumans,
Supertramp,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric Copeland,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Trumans Water,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerri Chandler,
In Retrospect,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Moon,
The Busters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Trojans,
Monolake,
T. Rex,
Kurtis Blow,
These Immortal Souls,
Erasure,
The Blues Magoos,
Marcia Griffiths,
Panda Bear,
The Neon Judgement,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Steve Hackett,
Scott Walker,
Quando Quango,
Vladislav Delay,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Pus,
Eddi Front,
John Lydon,
Godley & Creme,
Tubeway Army,
Soul II Soul,
Can,
The Victims,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scan 7,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dennis Brown,
Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade, Marmalade.
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.