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 Belize and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lou Reed 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 Gap Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Alton Ellis,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Deepchord,
This Heat,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sällskapet,
Kayak,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fall,
Audionom,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skarface,
The Moleskins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Thompson Twins,
Alice Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Derrick May,
Neil Young,
Faust,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Subhumans,
Lower 48,
The United States of America,
New Order,
Pet Shop Boys,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Eli Mardock,
La Düsseldorf,
Barry Ungar,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Infiniti,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
Todd Rundgren,
ABC,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Grass Roots,
Bob Dylan,
Connie Case,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Happenings,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed,
Henry Cow,
The Divine Comedy,
Max Romeo,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.