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 Switzerland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the guitar 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 Marc Almond to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro 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 synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Laurel Aitken,
X-Ray Spex,
Kerri Chandler,
Bauhaus,
Delta 5,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Marc Almond,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Supertramp,
Minutemen,
Wasted Youth,
Prince Buster,
This Heat,
Bill Near,
a-ha,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Oneida,
Nik Kershaw,
Hasil Adkins,
Stockholm Monsters,
Fear,
New York Dolls,
The Moleskins,
Suburban Knight,
Thompson Twins,
Patti Smith,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly,
Intrusion,
Wings,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Derrick Morgan,
The Monochrome Set,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pierre Henry,
Cecil Taylor,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sam Rivers,
Soulsonic Force,
Radio Birdman,
Bob Dylan,
Gabor Szabo,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mo-Dettes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Freddie Wadling,
Minny Pops,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.