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 Uzbekistan and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Qualms to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
MDC,
Moss Icon,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobby Sherman,
David Axelrod,
Massinfluence,
a-ha,
Soft Cell,
KRS-One,
Reuben Wilson,
kango's stein massive,
X-101,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ludus,
Swell Maps,
These Immortal Souls,
Alison Limerick,
PIL,
Quadrant,
Isaac Hayes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Letta Mbulu,
Matthew Bourne,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerri Chandler,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oneida,
Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Babytalk,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joe Smooth,
The Count Five,
The Sound,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Television Personalities,
Black Bananas,
Ohio Players,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sam Rivers,
Neil Young,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Frankie Knuckles,
Procol Harum,
Aswad,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Standells,
Minny Pops,
OOIOO,
The Mummies,
Marshall Jefferson,
ABBA,
The Happenings,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.