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 Colombia and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Los Fastidios to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MDC,
Grey Daturas,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Fugazi,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Quando Quango,
Throbbing Gristle,
R.M.O.,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Smoke,
Matthew Halsall,
Althea and Donna,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Remains,
Man Parrish,
Marvin Gaye,
ABBA,
The Litter,
The Smiths,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Guru Guru,
Infiniti,
F. McDonald,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Busters,
The J.B.'s,
Minutemen,
The Angels of Light,
Letta Mbulu,
U.S. Maple,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
Gang Starr,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gong,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Machine,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fire Engines,
The Gories,
The New Christs,
La Düsseldorf,
John Foxx,
Rekid,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
The Blackbyrds,
Black Bananas,
Tommy Roe,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.