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 Suriname and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 ABBA to the rock 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
The Leaves,
Erykah Badu,
Rakim,
The Smoke,
The Monochrome Set,
The Blackbyrds,
The Evens,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wings,
Porter Ricks,
H. Thieme,
Joyce Sims,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Dead C,
In Retrospect,
Jacob Miller,
Ponytail,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gerry Rafferty,
China Crisis,
Gichy Dan,
Wasted Youth,
Lower 48,
Von Mondo,
Eli Mardock,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Barracudas,
Severed Heads,
Janne Schatter,
PIL,
Mantronix,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Byrd,
The Move,
Pharoah Sanders,
Junior Murvin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quantec,
Aaron Thompson,
The Victims,
Ten City,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yusef Lateef,
Marine Girls,
The Star Department,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fad Gadget,
The Sonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks.
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.