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 Slovenia and from Columbus.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 Howard Jones to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Flesh Eaters. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sun City Girls,
The Fortunes,
Kas Product,
Hot Snakes,
Tim Buckley,
Pulsallama,
Japan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Colin Newman,
Siglo XX,
Leonard Cohen,
R.M.O.,
Technova,
Groovy Waters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Essential Logic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Blake Baxter,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ronnie Foster,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Finger,
Popol Vuh,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donny Hathaway,
Don Cherry,
Boogie Down Productions,
Section 25,
Kerrie Biddell,
June Days,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jacques Brel,
Porter Ricks,
PIL,
the Normal,
Blancmange,
Funkadelic,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
Pagans,
Wally Richardson,
The Litter,
Model 500,
Amazonics,
Thee Headcoats,
The American Breed,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Howard Jones,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.