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 Rwanda and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ultravox to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lou Christie,
Lindisfarne,
DJ Style,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blues Magoos,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
Dark Day,
Bronski Beat,
The Slackers,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Human League,
The Names,
James White and The Blacks,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Hill,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Chris Corsano,
Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Idris Muhammad,
Man Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
Suburban Knight,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Henry Cow,
Blake Baxter,
Oneida,
Brothers Johnson,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marc Almond,
E-Dancer,
Iggy Pop,
ABBA,
Derrick May,
The Gladiators,
Peter and Kerry,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ronan,
Ponytail,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Five Americans,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
Echospace,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fortunes,
Darondo,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.