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 Lithuania and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar 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 Marc Almond to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Chris & Cosey,
Loose Ends,
Dave Gahan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cluster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Stereo Dub,
The Evens,
Jacob Miller,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Swell Maps,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Grandmaster Flash,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Black Sheep,
The Residents,
Cymande,
Tubeway Army,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Sneak,
Sight & Sound,
Mantronix,
Sexual Harrassment,
the Normal,
Black Bananas,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Soft Cell,
Magazine,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Von Mondo,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Victims,
These Immortal Souls,
The Offenders,
The Monochrome Set,
X-102,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Association,
Can,
Donny Hathaway,
Gabor Szabo,
Dual Sessions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cheater Slicks,
Half Japanese,
World's Most,
Pharoah Sanders,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.