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 Sierra Leone and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Human League to the techno 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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Brick,
Television Personalities,
The Index,
Ituana,
Leonard Cohen,
The Skatalites,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gong,
The Velvet Underground,
Yazoo,
Ultravox,
Public Enemy,
Aaron Thompson,
Judy Mowatt,
Japan,
Index,
Skriet,
Peter and Kerry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cymande,
Zapp,
Neil Young,
Rhythm & Sound,
Flipper,
T.S.O.L.,
Arthur Verocai,
The Count Five,
Stiv Bators,
Godley & Creme,
DJ Style,
X-102,
Ludus,
Jeff Mills,
Roxy Music,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cybotron,
Donald Byrd,
Sixth Finger,
Ohio Players,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radio Birdman,
Prince Buster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Negative Approach,
Bad Manners,
Unrelated Segments,
DJ Sneak,
Joe Finger,
The Mojo Men,
Pharoah Sanders,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Techniques,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Music Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
EPMD,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.