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 Algeria 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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Cairo.
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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Negative Approach to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Mojo Men,
Junior Murvin,
Shoche,
Hasil Adkins,
Flipper,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
FM Einheit,
Monolake,
Ken Boothe,
Janne Schatter,
Unwound,
Joe Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
John Cale,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rapeman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marmalade,
Bad Manners,
Hardrive,
The Zeros,
Gong,
Absolute Body Control,
the Soft Cell,
Cymande,
The Golliwogs,
The Smoke,
JFA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
Goldenarms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sister Nancy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stiv Bators,
UT,
H. Thieme,
The Vogues,
Zapp,
Bill Near,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Bourne,
Lyres,
Marc Almond,
Bauhaus,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Green,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Lalann,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mantronix,
Lalo Schifrin,
Second Layer,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.