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 Bahamas and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hoover 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
the Association,
the Normal,
Suburban Knight,
Ultravox,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Danielle Patucci,
Mad Mike,
Q65,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young,
Tubeway Army,
Letta Mbulu,
Kurtis Blow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scientists,
Black Pus,
Chris & Cosey,
The Monks,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ossler,
Clear Light,
Rites of Spring,
The J.B.'s,
The Grass Roots,
UT,
Eddi Front,
Erasure,
Davy DMX,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wolf Eyes,
Youth Brigade,
U.S. Maple,
The Barracudas,
Das Ding,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vainqueur,
Rapeman,
Isaac Hayes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mark Hollis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Cal Tjader,
Index,
The Fall,
Pylon,
Robert Hood,
Cecil Taylor,
Tres Demented,
The Doobie Brothers,
Leonard Cohen,
Don Cherry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tomorrow,
Patti Smith,
Hoover,
Ludus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Remains,
Qualms,
Brass Construction,
Deepchord,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.