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 Kosovo and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the rock 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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
DJ Sneak,
Saccharine Trust,
One Last Wish,
The Motions,
Accadde A,
Thompson Twins,
Technova,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soft Cell,
The Victims,
Pere Ubu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q65,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lower 48,
Nas,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
These Immortal Souls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
The Saints,
Main Source,
Scion,
Cecil Taylor,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Laurel Aitken,
Kevin Saunderson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ultimate Spinach,
Subhumans,
The Fall,
ABBA,
Pierre Henry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Depeche Mode,
Amazonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Public Image Ltd.,
JFA,
Sex Pistols,
Erykah Badu,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Parry Music,
Alton Ellis,
Joy Division,
The Last Poets,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cymande,
The Divine Comedy,
Sarah Menescal,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.