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 India and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
Lower 48,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Al Stewart,
The Music Machine,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
OOIOO,
Ultra Naté,
Rapeman,
Negative Approach,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Suburban Knight,
Brand Nubian,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rites of Spring,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Japan,
Skaos,
Toni Rubio,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Graham Central Station,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June Days,
Grauzone,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Patti Smith,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crooked Eye,
Heaven 17,
Leonard Cohen,
Prince Buster,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Walker Brothers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
B.T. Express,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
Joy Division,
The Index,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stiv Bators,
Banda Bassotti,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pussy Galore,
The Sound,
Sällskapet,
Dual Sessions,
Cluster,
CMW,
Lindisfarne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Trumans Water,
Moss Icon,
Aural Exciters,
The Blues Magoos,
Faraquet,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.