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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the crunk 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wasted Youth 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Roxette,
Leonard Cohen,
Jesper Dahlback,
U.S. Maple,
PIL,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pet Shop Boys,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Invisible,
The Five Americans,
Joyce Sims,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ,
Stetsasonic,
The Monks,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Style,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camouflage,
Joey Negro,
Malaria!,
Deakin,
Jeff Mills,
These Immortal Souls,
The Pop Group,
Visage,
Fugazi,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare,
The Last Poets,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nils Olav,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stereo Dub,
Minor Threat,
Qualms,
The Techniques,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Negative Approach,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Vogues,
Lakeside,
The Black Dice,
New Order,
Section 25,
Oneida,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
Ice-T,
The Busters,
the Swans,
Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
X-Ray Spex,
Babytalk,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.