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 Guyana 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
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 theremin 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 Mummies to the rock 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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aural Exciters,
Pulsallama,
Minny Pops,
Black Pus,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soulsonic Force,
Magma,
Morten Harket,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grauzone,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
Boogie Down Productions,
Crash Course in Science,
Freddie Wadling,
Tubeway Army,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Idris Muhammad,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Fugazi,
Lyres,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Foxx,
Derrick Morgan,
Visage,
Black Bananas,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Litter,
Joey Negro,
Mr. Review,
Wasted Youth,
Marmalade,
Organ,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
the Sonics,
Pharoah Sanders,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
B.T. Express,
DJ Style,
Althea and Donna,
D'Angelo,
The Black Dice,
Jacob Miller,
Scientists,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra,
The Young Rascals,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
Joyce Sims,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.