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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Slave to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
The Happenings,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Youth Brigade,
The Music Machine,
Quantec,
Oblivians,
cv313,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Görl,
Adolescents,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
FM Einheit,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
a-ha,
Sällskapet,
Sight & Sound,
Tubeway Army,
Spandau Ballet,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ten City,
The Martian,
Public Enemy,
Rites of Spring,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skarface,
Albert Ayler,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James White and The Blacks,
The Stooges,
The Dave Clark Five,
Niagra,
10cc,
Aloha Tigers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Panda Bear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Starr,
Procol Harum,
Pierre Henry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grey Daturas,
Gang Green,
The Invisible,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kenny Larkin,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.