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 Korea South and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 güiro 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 Lyres to the funk 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suicide 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cure,
Saccharine Trust,
The Associates,
Rotary Connection,
The Shadows of Knight,
Funkadelic,
Eurythmics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kayak,
The Cramps,
Dennis Brown,
Kerri Chandler,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skriet,
The Skatalites,
Unrelated Segments,
Avey Tare,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
Das Ding,
The Five Americans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lyres,
Quando Quango,
Can,
Albert Ayler,
One Last Wish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tomorrow,
Pylon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lower 48,
Anakelly,
Motorama,
Lalann,
Arab on Radar,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
Lindisfarne,
Young Marble Giants,
Prince Buster,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jerry's Kids,
The Doors,
Silicon Teens,
The Walker Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Slits,
Tears for Fears,
Roxy Music,
Alice Coltrane,
Visage,
Oneida,
Nico,
Brick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Desert Stars,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.