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 Belarus and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pantytec to the techno 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Prince Buster,
X-102,
Erykah Badu,
The New Christs,
ABC,
Juan Atkins,
Talk Talk,
Cal Tjader,
Chris Corsano,
Steve Hackett,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young,
The Red Krayola,
Aural Exciters,
Josef K,
Masters at Work,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Stetsasonic,
Deepchord,
Saccharine Trust,
Surgeon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
Joyce Sims,
Tomorrow,
The Slits,
Fad Gadget,
Eli Mardock,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
The Move,
Kerri Chandler,
One Last Wish,
Thee Headcoats,
MC5,
Michelle Simonal,
Accadde A,
Nils Olav,
The Electric Prunes,
Nik Kershaw,
Skaos,
Kool Moe Dee,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed,
Davy DMX,
Soft Cell,
Suicide,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cure,
Mission of Burma,
Little Man,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronnie Foster,
Wally Richardson,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.