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 Liechtenstein and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Silicon Teens to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
Vainqueur,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sparks,
The Beau Brummels,
Fatback Band,
The Walker Brothers,
Ken Boothe,
The Barracudas,
Grauzone,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dennis Brown,
Mad Mike,
Q and Not U,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Theoretical Girls,
a-ha,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Brothers Johnson,
China Crisis,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Michelle Simonal,
The Searchers,
U.S. Maple,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spandau Ballet,
The Mojo Men,
The Detroit Cobras,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soul II Soul,
Shoche,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Symarip,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
Hoover,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lalann,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rosa Yemen,
Curtis Mayfield,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Hasil Adkins,
Procol Harum,
New Age Steppers,
Graham Central Station,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.