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 Philippines and from Lille.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Neu! to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Amon Düül. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ice-T,
Hoover,
China Crisis,
Todd Terry,
Ten City,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Piero Umiliani,
Inner City,
Mary Jane Girls,
L. Decosne,
The Blues Magoos,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Wally Richardson,
Hardrive,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Newcleus,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Lower 48,
Soulsonic Force,
Minor Threat,
Danielle Patucci,
The Remains,
The Star Department,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sister Nancy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Harmonia,
Scientists,
The Associates,
Boz Scaggs,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soul II Soul,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker,
Tom Boy,
Little Man,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lindisfarne,
The Five Americans,
Nick Fraelich,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Theoretical Girls,
Model 500,
Anakelly,
Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
the Swans,
Marmalade,
Cluster,
Barbara Tucker,
EPMD,
Lou Reed,
In Retrospect,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marine Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gong,
World's Most,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.