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 Libya and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 clarinet 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 Moebius to the crunk 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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Tommy Roe,
Bronski Beat,
the Association,
Deakin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lightning Bolt,
Fatback Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pylon,
Bluetip,
Q65,
Hardrive,
The Dead C,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Scan 7,
Royal Trux,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Black Moon,
Flash Fearless,
Yaz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nik Kershaw,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Eden Ahbez,
The Names,
Moby Grape,
Little Man,
Mandrill,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
T. Rex,
The Barracudas,
Vainqueur,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeff Mills,
Joe Finger,
Bill Wells,
The Fuzztones,
CMW,
The Last Poets,
Kevin Saunderson,
Electric Prunes,
Warsaw,
Easy Going,
The Standells,
JFA,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lakeside,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soft Machine,
Mo-Dettes,
Metal Thangz,
Isaac Hayes,
New Order,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.