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 Seychelles and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deakin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Zero Boys,
The Red Krayola,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The American Breed,
Eric Copeland,
The Music Machine,
Davy DMX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
World's Most,
The Litter,
Maleditus Sound,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rosa Yemen,
Amazonics,
Joey Negro,
The Durutti Column,
Au Pairs,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
Marmalade,
The Raincoats,
Rapeman,
The Zeros,
Max Romeo,
Mr. Review,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fuzztones,
Nik Kershaw,
Easy Going,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
the Sonics,
Eurythmics,
Gichy Dan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blues Magoos,
Eli Mardock,
Lucky Dragons,
Ossler,
Nick Fraelich,
Thompson Twins,
The Motions,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-Ray Spex,
Jacques Brel,
Chris & Cosey,
The Trojans,
Talk Talk,
Can,
The Golliwogs,
The Star Department,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.