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 Venezuela and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Public Image Ltd. to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
MDC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Golliwogs,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Robert Hood,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Selecter,
The Star Department,
Roxy Music,
The Electric Prunes,
Skarface,
Brass Construction,
Henry Cow,
Lalo Schifrin,
Stiv Bators,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Soul II Soul,
Marine Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
X-101,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Chrome,
Juan Atkins,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pagans,
Monks,
KRS-One,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Trojans,
Michelle Simonal,
Livin' Joy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Loose Ends,
Motorama,
The Pretty Things,
Aswad,
Yaz,
The Moody Blues,
Faust,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pulsallama,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Red Krayola,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lakeside,
Pantaleimon,
Agitation Free,
Amazonics,
One Last Wish,
Black Sheep,
The Fugs,
Erasure,
Eden Ahbez,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Birthday Party,
The Detroit Cobras,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.