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 Nigeria and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Glasgow.
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 snare 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 Bush Tetras to the rap 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Avey Tare,
The Modern Lovers,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
John Foxx,
Black Bananas,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Almond,
The Cowsills,
The Offenders,
Malaria!,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Reagan Youth,
Schoolly D,
Letta Mbulu,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Fall,
Deadbeat,
Visage,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aural Exciters,
Altered Images,
the Fania All-Stars,
Amon Düül II,
The Black Dice,
Boredoms,
48th St. Collective,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Outsiders,
Neu!,
Basic Channel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Angry Samoans,
The Music Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker,
Connie Case,
The Detroit Cobras,
Model 500,
Joyce Sims,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Fluxion,
John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Funky Four + One,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Barrington Levy,
Sight & Sound,
R.M.O.,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.