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 Brazil and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Saints to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Star Department. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang of Four record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Al Stewart,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric Dolphy,
Easy Going,
Rapeman,
Scan 7,
Delta 5,
Masters at Work,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hot Snakes,
cv313,
Slick Rick,
James White and The Blacks,
Todd Rundgren,
Country Teasers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tomorrow,
Peter and Kerry,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bill Wells,
Bob Dylan,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Panda Bear,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Accadde A,
Amazonics,
Electric Prunes,
The Neon Judgement,
Scion,
Grauzone,
Mantronix,
the Sonics,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Erasure,
Skriet,
John Lydon,
Buzzcocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Au Pairs,
Skaos,
Roxette,
Morten Harket,
Jimmy McGriff,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.