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 Spain and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dave Clark Five to the funk 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
The Skatalites,
The Human League,
Brick,
The Kinks,
K-Klass,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arthur Verocai,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Gil Scott Heron,
Audionom,
Dual Sessions,
The Gories,
The Dead C,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rhythm & Sound,
Monolake,
Tom Boy,
Sam Rivers,
X-101,
Duran Duran,
Rakim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Babytalk,
The Music Machine,
Lyres,
Junior Murvin,
Smog,
Gabor Szabo,
Minutemen,
Kas Product,
The Dirtbombs,
Jawbox,
The Offenders,
Theoretical Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
Alton Ellis,
EPMD,
Ultra Naté,
Motorama,
Andrew Hill,
Rites of Spring,
Visage,
The Leaves,
Fat Boys,
Deadbeat,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Womack,
Radio Birdman,
Schoolly D,
Ken Boothe,
Half Japanese,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roxette,
Joey Negro,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.