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 Kiribati and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
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 linndrum 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 The Slackers to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Leaves,
Bootsy Collins,
The Gories,
The Black Dice,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Sherman,
Mantronix,
MDC,
The Evens,
The Toasters,
Gang Starr,
Minutemen,
Royal Trux,
A Certain Ratio,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sun Ra,
Youth Brigade,
UT,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
James White and The Blacks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Janne Schatter,
Make Up,
Silicon Teens,
The Buckinghams,
The United States of America,
Quadrant,
Q65,
Thompson Twins,
Nik Kershaw,
Gichy Dan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
Lou Reed,
Brass Construction,
Q and Not U,
Marc Almond,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
Swell Maps,
Qualms,
Flipper,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Christie,
Gabor Szabo,
Model 500,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultravox,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Au Pairs,
The Monochrome Set,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.