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 Oman and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lungfish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Al Stewart,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Associates,
Massinfluence,
Trumans Water,
The Toasters,
the Soft Cell,
Pagans,
Porter Ricks,
The Durutti Column,
Rakim,
The Red Krayola,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Moss Icon,
Lou Christie,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Raincoats,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minor Threat,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Five Americans,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacob Miller,
Funky Four + One,
The Divine Comedy,
Lungfish,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Joey Negro,
Robert Wyatt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Juan Atkins,
B.T. Express,
Letta Mbulu,
Underground Resistance,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Monks,
Absolute Body Control,
Robert Görl,
Gichy Dan,
The Moleskins,
Pantytec,
48th St. Collective,
Andrew Hill,
The New Christs,
Donald Byrd,
Dennis Brown,
The Velvet Underground,
Make Up,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.