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 Bahrain and from London.
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 Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 T. Rex 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Scion,
Don Cherry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Real Kids,
Zapp,
Section 25,
John Lydon,
Ultravox,
D'Angelo,
The Raincoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Television,
The Invisible,
L. Decosne,
Todd Terry,
Mo-Dettes,
Wasted Youth,
Rakim,
Soulsonic Force,
Stockholm Monsters,
Surgeon,
Qualms,
Lucky Dragons,
The Misunderstood,
Camouflage,
Slick Rick,
K-Klass,
Minor Threat,
Gichy Dan,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Birthday Party,
Letta Mbulu,
Bluetip,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
Ponytail,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Leaves,
Inner City,
Duran Duran,
Moby Grape,
Ossler,
Rapeman,
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultra Naté,
MDC,
The Litter,
Robert Wyatt,
One Last Wish,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Avey Tare,
Bad Manners,
Rotary Connection,
F. McDonald,
Susan Cadogan,
Rekid,
Tears for Fears,
Swell Maps,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.