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 Tajikistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Glambeats Corp.. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Patti Smith,
Anthony Braxton,
Arab on Radar,
Main Source,
Harmonia,
Icehouse,
Mr. Review,
the Swans,
Minny Pops,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Thompson Twins,
Davy DMX,
Tubeway Army,
June of 44,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flash Fearless,
The Misunderstood,
Nation of Ulysses,
A Certain Ratio,
Tears for Fears,
Audionom,
The Victims,
The Slackers,
Mad Mike,
Kool Moe Dee,
KRS-One,
Fugazi,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The United States of America,
Derrick May,
Ken Boothe,
Depeche Mode,
The Red Krayola,
Michelle Simonal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Henry Cow,
Bronski Beat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aural Exciters,
the Slits,
The Selecter,
Donald Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Dave Gahan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lakeside,
Howard Jones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mission of Burma,
Pulsallama,
Jawbox,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Blues Magoos,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rites of Spring,
Roger Hodgson,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.