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 Antigua and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Skriet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Parry Music,
Gang Gang Dance,
Neu!,
Lightning Bolt,
Stetsasonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sister Nancy,
Rekid,
John Coltrane,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Buckinghams,
Ultravox,
Whodini,
Monks,
Drive Like Jehu,
K-Klass,
The Names,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Janne Schatter,
The Real Kids,
Scrapy,
Moss Icon,
The Zeros,
This Heat,
Delta 5,
a-ha,
Liliput,
The Associates,
Minor Threat,
Surgeon,
Pulsallama,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glenn Branca,
Connie Case,
Banda Bassotti,
Frankie Knuckles,
E-Dancer,
The Modern Lovers,
Average White Band,
Harmonia,
Marc Almond,
New York Dolls,
Dual Sessions,
Lalann,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bizarre Inc.,
Blake Baxter,
Popol Vuh,
Fugazi,
New Age Steppers,
Reuben Wilson,
Morten Harket,
The Moleskins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.