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 Fiji 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Monks to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Girls At Our Best!,
Unrelated Segments,
Surgeon,
ABC,
The Pretty Things,
Hasil Adkins,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Das Ding,
The Cramps,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
Hoover,
Los Fastidios,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Womack,
The United States of America,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Donny Hathaway,
The Sonics,
Dead Boys,
PIL,
X-Ray Spex,
China Crisis,
Lucky Dragons,
The Last Poets,
Yaz,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Marvin Gaye,
The Skatalites,
DJ Sneak,
Iggy Pop,
Cymande,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Goldenarms,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
Q65,
Brand Nubian,
Harry Pussy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pole,
Pere Ubu,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Birthday Party,
In Retrospect,
The Moleskins,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
LL Cool J,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gabor Szabo,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.