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 Singapore and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Human League to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
The Happenings,
Au Pairs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gories,
Erasure,
New Order,
K-Klass,
the Swans,
EPMD,
Schoolly D,
Blossom Toes,
John Holt,
Roger Hodgson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Funkadelic,
Camouflage,
June of 44,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Parry Music,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
The United States of America,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bill Near,
Iggy Pop,
The Selecter,
The Durutti Column,
Neil Young,
Essential Logic,
Chris Corsano,
Sun City Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Leonard Cohen,
Fugazi,
The Skatalites,
The Star Department,
Gang Gang Dance,
Junior Murvin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rapeman,
The Fugs,
Throbbing Gristle,
OOIOO,
Man Eating Sloth,
Matthew Bourne,
Pylon,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Invisible,
the Human League,
Chrome,
Zapp,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantytec,
Severed Heads,
The Black Dice,
Eric Copeland,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.