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 Guatemala and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joensuu 1685 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kenny Larkin,
The Slits,
ABC,
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
Babytalk,
the Soft Cell,
Soulsonic Force,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
Moby Grape,
Sun Ra,
Section 25,
Joe Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Blake Baxter,
Jeff Mills,
The Red Krayola,
Amon Düül,
Ken Boothe,
Avey Tare,
Stockholm Monsters,
Quadrant,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Boogie Down Productions,
Electric Prunes,
Wire,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Holt,
Derrick May,
Inner City,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Scientists,
Rhythm & Sound,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Shuggie Otis,
Tim Buckley,
Oneida,
James White and The Blacks,
D'Angelo,
The Golliwogs,
Eurythmics,
Kevin Saunderson,
Symarip,
Scrapy,
Nirvana,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Unrelated Segments,
Little Man,
The Happenings,
10cc,
Camberwell Now,
Slick Rick,
Moebius,
Jerry's Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.