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 Paris.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pussy Galore to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
The Knickerbockers,
Janne Schatter,
Anakelly,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerri Chandler,
Soft Cell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Terry,
Brothers Johnson,
Can,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gap Band,
Oneida,
The Real Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
The Barracudas,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Chrome,
Faust,
ABBA,
Eric Copeland,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
DNA,
Roxette,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echospace,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hoover,
Subhumans,
Jandek,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Lydon,
Cameo,
Matthew Halsall,
Gang Green,
The Kinks,
Gabor Szabo,
Prince Buster,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gun Club,
The Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Severed Heads,
New Order,
The Shadows of Knight,
One Last Wish,
Harry Pussy,
Livin' Joy,
Brick,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.