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 Brunei and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Eli Mardock to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
Janne Schatter,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Young Marble Giants,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dennis Brown,
Black Sheep,
Public Image Ltd.,
T.S.O.L.,
Donny Hathaway,
Pulsallama,
Dual Sessions,
E-Dancer,
Goldenarms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Albert Ayler,
CMW,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slackers,
Bronski Beat,
Skaos,
John Foxx,
Fatback Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wasted Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Youth Brigade,
Pierre Henry,
JFA,
Blossom Toes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Oneida,
Tubeway Army,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Evens,
Bauhaus,
Q65,
Los Fastidios,
Interpol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Silicon Teens,
Cheater Slicks,
Schoolly D,
Sparks,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joe Smooth,
The Fortunes,
UT,
Excepter,
Archie Shepp,
Josef K,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.