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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moleskins to the crunk 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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacques Brel,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Halsall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Arthur Verocai,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flipper,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mr. Review,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Count Five,
Swans,
Scrapy,
The Fall,
The Gap Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacob Miller,
Wire,
KRS-One,
June of 44,
Desert Stars,
The Seeds,
Funky Four + One,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harry Pussy,
Black Flag,
Cymande,
John Lydon,
The Fugs,
Newcleus,
Q65,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Leonard Cohen,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Das Ding,
Aaron Thompson,
Amon Düül II,
FM Einheit,
The Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Aloha Tigers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.