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 Russia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camberwell Now to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Byron Stingily. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang On A Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
The Martian,
U.S. Maple,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Soul II Soul,
Severed Heads,
the Slits,
Ken Boothe,
Massinfluence,
Fluxion,
Radio Birdman,
Urselle,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Derrick Morgan,
The Zeros,
Underground Resistance,
Flash Fearless,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Dennis Brown,
The Golliwogs,
The Barracudas,
The Five Americans,
Soft Cell,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Near,
Bobby Byrd,
Lyres,
Piero Umiliani,
Franke,
Quando Quango,
Arab on Radar,
A Certain Ratio,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sparks,
OOIOO,
Soft Machine,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Womack,
Fela Kuti,
Scratch Acid,
Nico,
Grauzone,
The Offenders,
Henry Cow,
Black Moon,
Marvin Gaye,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dead C,
Infiniti,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
Royal Trux,
Cybotron,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.