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 Italy and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the mellotron 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 X-102 to the jazz 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Liliput,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Age Steppers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Holt,
Bill Wells,
Los Fastidios,
D'Angelo,
Deadbeat,
Juan Atkins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Beau Brummels,
Slick Rick,
Skarface,
Arab on Radar,
Flash Fearless,
Jacques Brel,
Stiv Bators,
Eve St. Jones,
Schoolly D,
Bill Near,
Lindisfarne,
Barrington Levy,
Pantaleimon,
Jeff Mills,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Görl,
the Human League,
EPMD,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Negative Approach,
Minor Threat,
Surgeon,
Funkadelic,
Lucky Dragons,
The Victims,
Malaria!,
Isaac Hayes,
Roxette,
Dorothy Ashby,
China Crisis,
Eric Dolphy,
Spandau Ballet,
Absolute Body Control,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron,
Pantytec,
Stereo Dub,
The Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Standells,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Quadrant,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.