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 Kenya and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wasted Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Monks,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Franke,
Babytalk,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
The Gap Band,
Sight & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Procol Harum,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pagans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Q65,
Maleditus Sound,
Rites of Spring,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Barry Ungar,
Gichy Dan,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Qualms,
The Pretty Things,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cybotron,
Nico,
Brothers Johnson,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fire Engines,
La Düsseldorf,
The Electric Prunes,
The Saints,
Alphaville,
The Dirtbombs,
Marvin Gaye,
Skarface,
Wolf Eyes,
Los Fastidios,
Y Pants,
Marshall Jefferson,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Rosa Yemen,
Marmalade,
Minny Pops,
Khruangbin,
Quantec,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thompson Twins,
U.S. Maple,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.