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 Luxembourg and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Accra and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
David McCallum,
Pole,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Whodini,
Rites of Spring,
Alton Ellis,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kayak,
Magma,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
The Litter,
Arcadia,
Warren Ellis,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bluetip,
Ralphi Rosario,
Robert Wyatt,
Cecil Taylor,
R.M.O.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABBA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fall,
8 Eyed Spy,
Vainqueur,
Harmonia,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
Amazonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Terry Callier,
Soft Machine,
Lindisfarne,
Public Enemy,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Stetsasonic,
The Skatalites,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Bourne,
Dave Gahan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Knickerbockers,
the Germs,
Alison Limerick,
DJ Sneak,
Cybotron,
Lou Christie,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.