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 Luxembourg and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 The American Breed to the crunk 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 Talk Talk. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Black Flag,
Sixth Finger,
David Axelrod,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Smoke,
Public Enemy,
David McCallum,
Lalann,
the Human League,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Tremeloes,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Techniques,
Freddie Wadling,
the Association,
Wire,
8 Eyed Spy,
Quantec,
China Crisis,
Simply Red,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Terry,
Ossler,
48th St. Collective,
The Beau Brummels,
Godley & Creme,
The Real Kids,
Moebius,
Scientists,
Audionom,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Alton Ellis,
The Searchers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jawbox,
The Offenders,
Minny Pops,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Doors,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Theoretical Girls,
X-Ray Spex,
The American Breed,
Franke,
H. Thieme,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
James White and The Blacks,
Half Japanese,
The Names,
Pole,
New York Dolls,
The Zeros,
Qualms,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.