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 Norway and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Manchester.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pantytec 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Red Krayola,
Gichy Dan,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skaos,
Los Fastidios,
Pylon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
Donald Byrd,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Nas,
Hot Snakes,
Marmalade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
Panda Bear,
Adolescents,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Deepchord,
Ten City,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Residents,
The Wake,
The Standells,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Human League,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gang of Four,
Brand Nubian,
The Skatalites,
Tears for Fears,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
The Young Rascals,
Lower 48,
Ituana,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Invisible,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Porter Ricks,
The Black Dice,
Henry Cow,
Rekid,
The Stooges,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Television,
Ludus,
Talk Talk,
Joe Smooth,
Minor Threat,
Charles Mingus,
Nils Olav,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.