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 Iceland and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gun Club to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Rakim,
Sight & Sound,
David McCallum,
Pere Ubu,
Dave Gahan,
Mantronix,
Grauzone,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
Fatback Band,
Max Romeo,
Amazonics,
Erykah Badu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gang of Four,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
the Bar-Kays,
Essential Logic,
Bill Wells,
Skriet,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
Rekid,
The Tremeloes,
The Human League,
Black Flag,
Joensuu 1685,
Erasure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gabor Szabo,
the Human League,
Whodini,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Age Steppers,
Main Source,
The Young Rascals,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Swans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cure,
Black Sheep,
John Lydon,
The Birthday Party,
Magma,
Radiopuhelimet,
Brass Construction,
The Trojans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Agitation Free,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Icehouse,
Hashim,
Danielle Patucci,
The Walker Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Janne Schatter,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.