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 Ireland and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Wire 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
FM Einheit,
Connie Case,
R.M.O.,
Steve Hackett,
Peter and Kerry,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Saccharine Trust,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Techniques,
Big Daddy Kane,
Flash Fearless,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mr. Review,
Stetsasonic,
Underground Resistance,
Reagan Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
kango's stein massive,
Dead Boys,
Scrapy,
Lindisfarne,
Nirvana,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
The Fugs,
the Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
The Misunderstood,
Quando Quango,
Marmalade,
Lakeside,
Tim Buckley,
Maleditus Sound,
Anthony Braxton,
Panda Bear,
The Divine Comedy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Infiniti,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
Johnny Clarke,
Andrew Hill,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
Pussy Galore,
The Fortunes,
Rufus Thomas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
Donald Byrd,
The Gladiators,
Roger Hodgson,
Fear,
Graham Central Station,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.