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 Vietnam and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator 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 Joe Finger to the jazz 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Freddie Wadling record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Hoover,
Harmonia,
The Red Krayola,
Fear,
Second Layer,
Moebius,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
Gichy Dan,
World's Most,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Suburban Knight,
Gregory Isaacs,
Japan,
Symarip,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Model 500,
Neu!,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ohio Players,
Howard Jones,
Tommy Roe,
Connie Case,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The J.B.'s,
Tears for Fears,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agent Orange,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alice Coltrane,
Dark Day,
Maurizio,
The Evens,
Adolescents,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nico,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
The Leaves,
Boredoms,
The Zeros,
The Sonics,
Pet Shop Boys,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Q65,
The Selecter,
Flash Fearless,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Sällskapet,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.