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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Scott Walker to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
PIL,
Amon Düül II,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swans,
Adolescents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jeff Lynne,
Tropical Tobacco,
Girls At Our Best!,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Black Pus,
kango's stein massive,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
MC5,
Y Pants,
The Slackers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Country Teasers,
Blossom Toes,
Maleditus Sound,
Magazine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Duran Duran,
Crime,
Moby Grape,
Altered Images,
This Heat,
Nico,
Tubeway Army,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alice Coltrane,
F. McDonald,
New Order,
Crispian St. Peters,
Section 25,
The Motions,
Alphaville,
Yusef Lateef,
The Evens,
Warren Ellis,
Index,
Bill Wells,
Marvin Gaye,
Archie Shepp,
Can,
Lungfish,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
Boredoms,
Anakelly,
Pylon,
Steve Hackett,
Skaos,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.