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 Uruguay and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes 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 Human League to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Lightning Bolt,
Thompson Twins,
Peter and Kerry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Buckinghams,
John Foxx,
Yusef Lateef,
The Durutti Column,
Banda Bassotti,
Rekid,
Sonic Youth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Con Funk Shun,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stetsasonic,
Harry Pussy,
Oneida,
The Names,
Radio Birdman,
Frankie Knuckles,
KRS-One,
Kerri Chandler,
Reagan Youth,
The Remains,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dennis Brown,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Almond,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
The Evens,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tears for Fears,
The Angels of Light,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
Television Personalities,
DNA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
MDC,
Robert Görl,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Green,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kool Moe Dee,
Howard Jones,
Bad Manners,
Ludus,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Index,
Unrelated Segments,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.