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 Madagascar and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Godley & Creme to the dance 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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terrestrial Tones 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slave record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Scratch Acid,
Skarface,
Alphaville,
Jawbox,
Marine Girls,
Scan 7,
The Victims,
Graham Central Station,
Yazoo,
Infiniti,
Tubeway Army,
Interpol,
Terry Callier,
Gichy Dan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Evens,
Cameo,
LL Cool J,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Isaac Hayes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
The Kinks,
DJ Sneak,
Ossler,
The Fortunes,
Scientists,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Slits,
The Misunderstood,
Masters at Work,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tim Buckley,
FM Einheit,
a-ha,
The Remains,
Guru Guru,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soft Cell,
Joey Negro,
Boogie Down Productions,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Copeland,
Gerry Rafferty,
Thompson Twins,
Popol Vuh,
Q and Not U,
Deadbeat,
Roxette,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
kango's stein massive,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.