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 Maldives and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Mummies to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
China Crisis,
Harmonia,
Icehouse,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cramps,
Flash Fearless,
David Bowie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Radiohead,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sisters of Mercy,
X-102,
The Motions,
Black Bananas,
Young Marble Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Spandau Ballet,
Little Man,
The Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
Y Pants,
Letta Mbulu,
Mark Hollis,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
Bob Dylan,
Technova,
Heaven 17,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Surgeon,
Gang of Four,
June Days,
Goldenarms,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
The Offenders,
Marc Almond,
Clear Light,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
Quantec,
In Retrospect,
Minnie Riperton,
B.T. Express,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Birthday Party,
Marshall Jefferson,
Barclay James Harvest,
10cc,
Slave,
Scott Walker,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David McCallum,
John Foxx,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.