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 Azerbaijan and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Faraquet. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ronan,
Crooked Eye,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nils Olav,
The Music Machine,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mark Hollis,
Glambeats Corp.,
La Düsseldorf,
Juan Atkins,
Stereo Dub,
the Bar-Kays,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Terry Callier,
Avey Tare,
The Fuzztones,
Depeche Mode,
The Human League,
Boz Scaggs,
The Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joyce Sims,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Spoonie Gee,
Cecil Taylor,
Skaos,
Vladislav Delay,
Toni Rubio,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agent Orange,
Piero Umiliani,
Sandy B,
New Age Steppers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Andrew Hill,
F. McDonald,
Kerri Chandler,
Joe Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Tom Boy,
The Leaves,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
John Foxx,
the Soft Cell,
Sparks,
Von Mondo,
Qualms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Masters at Work,
Ornette Coleman,
Loose Ends,
Josef K,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
Circle Jerks,
Rekid,
The Fortunes,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Stooges,
Oneida,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.