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 Zimbabwe and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Pylon 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Moebius,
Wolf Eyes,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ituana,
Joyce Sims,
H. Thieme,
Jerry's Kids,
AZ,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Young Marble Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Count Five,
Danielle Patucci,
Boredoms,
Essential Logic,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jandek,
Soul II Soul,
Bizarre Inc.,
Soft Cell,
Drive Like Jehu,
Quantec,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Swans,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Underground Resistance,
Icehouse,
Masters at Work,
Dave Gahan,
Rekid,
Janne Schatter,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Excepter,
Letta Mbulu,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
Skaos,
Bush Tetras,
Dark Day,
Ludus,
Lou Christie,
The Knickerbockers,
Clear Light,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terry Callier,
Main Source,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kurtis Blow,
Yusef Lateef,
Anakelly,
Magazine,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.