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 Iran and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
the Human League,
Lalann,
The Gories,
Lakeside,
U.S. Maple,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Cameo,
Eddi Front,
Morten Harket,
Popol Vuh,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantaleimon,
The Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Eric B and Rakim,
June of 44,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Sound,
New York Dolls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Barracudas,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Magazine,
Ultra Naté,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Blancmange,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Busters,
48th St. Collective,
the Slits,
The Tremeloes,
Talk Talk,
The Birthday Party,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Visage,
Mars,
Radiohead,
The Leaves,
Bauhaus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Model 500,
Suicide,
Gabor Szabo,
CMW,
Eden Ahbez,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fear,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
a-ha,
The Buckinghams,
Tommy Roe,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.