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 Cambodia and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Neu! to the jazz 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Motorama,
Roy Ayers,
The Techniques,
Zapp,
The Monks,
Donald Byrd,
Parry Music,
Kaleidoscope,
Lakeside,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sparks,
The Happenings,
Skriet,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Country Teasers,
Nils Olav,
ABBA,
Zero Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Dennis Brown,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bobby Womack,
Roxette,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rites of Spring,
Chrome,
Ludus,
Neu!,
Young Marble Giants,
Make Up,
Dark Day,
The Busters,
Gang Starr,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Newcleus,
Man Eating Sloth,
Simply Red,
Ultravox,
Metal Thangz,
Hashim,
Scion,
Skarface,
Magma,
Lucky Dragons,
Youth Brigade,
Organ,
Desert Stars,
DNA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boogie Down Productions,
Second Layer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
These Immortal Souls,
Panda Bear,
Audionom,
Marine Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.