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 Oman and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 marimba 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Fire Engines,
Half Japanese,
Newcleus,
Scrapy,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
Dawn Penn,
The Knickerbockers,
Jandek,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Fatback Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barbara Tucker,
Althea and Donna,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Slick Rick,
Deepchord,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Max Romeo,
Lalann,
Lungfish,
New Order,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fortunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Altered Images,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gregory Isaacs,
Masters at Work,
Hot Snakes,
Malaria!,
Mark Hollis,
Mr. Review,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delta 5,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yazoo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Johnny Osbourne,
Television Personalities,
Grandmaster Flash,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ponytail,
Easy Going,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Audionom,
Joe Smooth,
June of 44,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eurythmics,
Faust, Faust, Faust, Faust.
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.