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 Madagascar and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mighty Diamonds to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Eve St. Jones,
Amon Düül,
Boredoms,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Juan Atkins,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Zero Boys,
Visage,
Funky Four + One,
DNA,
the Swans,
The Gories,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Angry Samoans,
the Slits,
Sällskapet,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fela Kuti,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Birthday Party,
The Wake,
Soft Machine,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cymande,
The Kinks,
Basic Channel,
Technova,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
X-102,
Derrick Morgan,
Brand Nubian,
Blancmange,
Lou Christie,
New Age Steppers,
Sister Nancy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rosa Yemen,
The Saints,
Radio Birdman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
kango's stein massive,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Lyres,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blake Baxter,
Maurizio,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Second Layer,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.