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 Ghana and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fad Gadget,
Joe Smooth,
The United States of America,
Bobby Sherman,
Warren Ellis,
Motorama,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Cure,
Isaac Hayes,
Quantec,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Sonics,
Japan,
Lyres,
The Misunderstood,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy Collins,
The Buckinghams,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Con Funk Shun,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Terry,
Graham Central Station,
Ultravox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Buzzcocks,
E-Dancer,
Tommy Roe,
Patti Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The American Breed,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Althea and Donna,
Archie Shepp,
Jawbox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
DJ Sneak,
Suburban Knight,
Kayak,
Lindisfarne,
Kenny Larkin,
Crime,
Echospace,
Eli Mardock,
Joyce Sims,
Black Pus,
The Flesh Eaters,
Derrick Morgan,
The Residents,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes, Hot Snakes.
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.