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 Ireland and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 Freddie Wadling to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
LL Cool J,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jerry's Kids,
New Order,
Fatback Band,
Eric Dolphy,
DNA,
Los Fastidios,
Nik Kershaw,
The Fortunes,
Joe Finger,
Mars,
Drive Like Jehu,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brass Construction,
Bush Tetras,
Lalo Schifrin,
Alton Ellis,
Crash Course in Science,
Minnie Riperton,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Morten Harket,
FM Einheit,
Jeff Mills,
Dead Boys,
Kayak,
Scion,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Amon Düül,
Nils Olav,
Organ,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Model 500,
Von Mondo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
UT,
Vladislav Delay,
China Crisis,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
Neu!,
Sister Nancy,
10cc,
Sexual Harrassment,
Duran Duran,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
Dave Gahan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
K-Klass,
The Black Dice,
Kevin Saunderson,
Monks,
Juan Atkins,
Scientists,
U.S. Maple,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.