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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 U.S. Maple to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Khruangbin,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cymande,
The Count Five,
Aaron Thompson,
Alphaville,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Names,
Pole,
Pussy Galore,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Mars,
OOIOO,
Traffic Nightmare,
Harry Pussy,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Style,
Roxy Music,
Vladislav Delay,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Swans,
K-Klass,
Bang On A Can,
Accadde A,
Ossler,
Alice Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Surgeon,
Joey Negro,
Motorama,
The Misunderstood,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Junior Murvin,
Youth Brigade,
Amazonics,
Interpol,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
Derrick May,
Susan Cadogan,
The Walker Brothers,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sugar Minott,
Tim Buckley,
The Last Poets,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skriet,
Johnny Clarke,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.