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 Tanzania and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Neu! to the disco 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Smog,
Liliput,
Young Marble Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Rotary Connection,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra,
the Swans,
The Mojo Men,
New York Dolls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oblivians,
Easy Going,
Fela Kuti,
Average White Band,
Motorama,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Electric Prunes,
Dave Gahan,
Moebius,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Connie Case,
Spoonie Gee,
The Durutti Column,
The Victims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
MC5,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Kinks,
Bill Wells,
Au Pairs,
Ornette Coleman,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Green,
The Move,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Dave Clark Five,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Thompson Twins,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
Drive Like Jehu,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
The Divine Comedy,
Patti Smith,
T. Rex,
K-Klass,
Slave,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fortunes,
The Gories,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.