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 Malta and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Big Daddy Kane to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cybotron,
Average White Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nick Fraelich,
The Five Americans,
Heaven 17,
Loose Ends,
Angry Samoans,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Human League,
Deakin,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Q and Not U,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Young Rascals,
Junior Murvin,
Niagra,
Jerry's Kids,
Scratch Acid,
Eden Ahbez,
Eli Mardock,
Derrick Morgan,
Erasure,
Mantronix,
Aswad,
Joy Division,
OOIOO,
Peter & Gordon,
Nirvana,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Monochrome Set,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
The Cure,
Ludus,
John Foxx,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ronan,
Gabor Szabo,
The Doors,
Sonny Sharrock,
Mars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Laurel Aitken,
Saccharine Trust,
Juan Atkins,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Rundgren,
John Holt,
Trumans Water,
World's Most,
The Vogues,
One Last Wish,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
The New Christs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Make Up,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.