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 Botswana and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Flash Fearless to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yellowson,
Judy Mowatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Steve Hackett,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
Rakim,
The Fortunes,
Godley & Creme,
Ultravox,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
Youth Brigade,
Graham Central Station,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
L. Decosne,
New York Dolls,
Grey Daturas,
Camouflage,
Al Stewart,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Womack,
Erykah Badu,
Neu!,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Frankie Knuckles,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Zapp,
Gang of Four,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gang Green,
Black Pus,
Tubeway Army,
Alphaville,
Oblivians,
Reuben Wilson,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
kango's stein massive,
Depeche Mode,
Dark Day,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gladiators,
Barbara Tucker,
Vladislav Delay,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hot Snakes,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.