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 India and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Delhi.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Minny Pops,
X-Ray Spex,
Leonard Cohen,
Sandy B,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Tubeway Army,
The Motions,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jacques Brel,
Banda Bassotti,
The Mojo Men,
Stiv Bators,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League,
Harry Pussy,
The Monks,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Slits,
Audionom,
A Certain Ratio,
Warsaw,
Nik Kershaw,
Vladislav Delay,
Arthur Verocai,
Motorama,
Lightning Bolt,
Can,
The Angels of Light,
Arab on Radar,
Sonic Youth,
Hashim,
Chrome,
Niagra,
The Standells,
Rites of Spring,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Popol Vuh,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delta 5,
June of 44,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Minor Threat,
Clear Light,
Masters at Work,
Radiohead,
Joe Smooth,
Animal Collective,
Pantytec,
Jeff Mills,
Cybotron,
Simply Red,
Jacob Miller,
Unrelated Segments,
Prince Buster,
The Blues Magoos,
John Foxx,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.