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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Calgary.
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 Robert Palmer 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 Thompson Twins to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Warren Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gories,
Talk Talk,
Subhumans,
The J.B.'s,
Underground Resistance,
Angry Samoans,
Lou Reed,
Average White Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The Slits,
Bluetip,
David Axelrod,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MC5,
Lalann,
The Techniques,
Tommy Roe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
Young Marble Giants,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
John Cale,
Cluster,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gang Starr,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Brass Construction,
Radio Birdman,
Tubeway Army,
The Saints,
Joyce Sims,
The Velvet Underground,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Flipper,
Theoretical Girls,
Dark Day,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The New Christs,
Quadrant,
Wasted Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Prince Buster,
UT,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Max Romeo,
Masters at Work,
Henry Cow,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.