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 Palau and from Madrid.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Bob Dylan to the disco 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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sarah Menescal 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 '80s.
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 Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Kas Product,
Sight & Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Toasters,
Fela Kuti,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pussy Galore,
Alice Coltrane,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Alphaville,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Fad Gadget,
Pagans,
Slave,
Flipper,
Lyres,
The Gladiators,
The Slackers,
Television Personalities,
Robert Görl,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Davy DMX,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Bill Near,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Symarip,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Severed Heads,
Procol Harum,
Steve Hackett,
Gang Starr,
Marvin Gaye,
Television,
Panda Bear,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bobby Sherman,
Anthony Braxton,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour,
Cymande,
Y Pants,
Pulsallama,
Zapp,
The Flesh Eaters,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.