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 Ghana and from Accra.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Alton Ellis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
The Black Dice,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Echospace,
Second Layer,
Radiohead,
The Slackers,
Babytalk,
Masters at Work,
Kayak,
The Five Americans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Max Romeo,
Reuben Wilson,
The Associates,
ABBA,
The Alarm Clocks,
Basic Channel,
Con Funk Shun,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alphaville,
June Days,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Christie,
Boogie Down Productions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Arab on Radar,
Los Fastidios,
Lucky Dragons,
Wolf Eyes,
Amazonics,
Inner City,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bob Dylan,
Gong,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
H. Thieme,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Martian,
Lower 48,
CMW,
AZ,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Angels of Light,
Shuggie Otis,
Dark Day,
Glambeats Corp.,
Howard Jones,
Malaria!,
Bill Wells,
Lyres,
Mark Hollis,
David Axelrod,
Von Mondo,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.