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 Cuba and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar 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 The New Christs to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Smooth,
MDC,
The Mojo Men,
Hardrive,
Black Flag,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Rotary Connection,
The Kinks,
Mantronix,
Magazine,
Magma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eve St. Jones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bush Tetras,
Alton Ellis,
The Mummies,
Delta 5,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed,
The Smiths,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zero Boys,
The Gap Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
Interpol,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
David Bowie,
Carl Craig,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tubeway Army,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Judy Mowatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Cramps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hot Snakes,
Wally Richardson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Television Personalities,
Chris & Cosey,
Excepter,
Roxette,
Barry Ungar,
The Happenings,
Piero Umiliani,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.