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 Jamaica and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale 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 a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
the Human League,
Rhythm & Sound,
Television Personalities,
Iggy Pop,
Negative Approach,
Terrestrial Tones,
Harpers Bizarre,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Junior Murvin,
Talk Talk,
Ohio Players,
Scion,
James White and The Blacks,
the Swans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Pus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiohead,
Eurythmics,
Con Funk Shun,
Young Marble Giants,
Cecil Taylor,
Television,
UT,
Todd Rundgren,
The Residents,
Duran Duran,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
Sight & Sound,
Faust,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Gang Starr,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dave Gahan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Raincoats,
The Motions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Juan Atkins,
Jacques Brel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Trumans Water,
Swell Maps,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
The Grass Roots,
Ultra Naté,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harry Pussy,
Chris Corsano,
Mark Hollis,
Bad Manners,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.