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 Ukraine and from Woodstock.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 kango's stein massive to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Main Source,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scratch Acid,
The Smoke,
Toni Rubio,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Deadbeat,
Eurythmics,
Thompson Twins,
Sonic Youth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swans,
Make Up,
Tommy Roe,
The Move,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cluster,
Crash Course in Science,
These Immortal Souls,
The Human League,
John Cale,
Zapp,
The Pretty Things,
Rites of Spring,
Barrington Levy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mojo Men,
Rotary Connection,
Outsiders,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Pylon,
The Seeds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
Kool Moe Dee,
Visage,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
X-102,
Pulsallama,
Ponytail,
Pagans,
Stetsasonic,
The Fall,
MC5,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
UT,
Pantytec,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
Nas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Unrelated Segments,
Davy DMX,
Intrusion,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.