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 Belize and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 clarinet 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 Echo & the Bunnymen to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
The Leaves,
Thompson Twins,
Underground Resistance,
Yaz,
Tim Buckley,
Shuggie Otis,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Junior Murvin,
Susan Cadogan,
Reuben Wilson,
Soulsonic Force,
Quadrant,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
The Associates,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Livin' Joy,
Tres Demented,
The Skatalites,
The Five Americans,
Clear Light,
Arcadia,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Altered Images,
Visage,
The Motions,
Niagra,
kango's stein massive,
Negative Approach,
Oblivians,
EPMD,
One Last Wish,
Boredoms,
Youth Brigade,
The Zeros,
Banda Bassotti,
Todd Rundgren,
In Retrospect,
The Modern Lovers,
New York Dolls,
John Lydon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Spandau Ballet,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
Skriet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ice-T,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Fela Kuti,
Rotary Connection,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.