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 Latvia and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Zeros to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Franke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Depeche Mode,
The Mummies,
Kayak,
Piero Umiliani,
Minor Threat,
Faust,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mad Mike,
Max Romeo,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Rundgren,
The Remains,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Soul II Soul,
Hot Snakes,
Tom Boy,
Sound Behaviour,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Derrick Morgan,
The Martian,
OOIOO,
The Velvet Underground,
Sällskapet,
Adolescents,
The Walker Brothers,
Interpol,
A Certain Ratio,
T. Rex,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Names,
Terrestrial Tones,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Model 500,
D'Angelo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eve St. Jones,
Accadde A,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Funkadelic,
Soft Machine,
Rites of Spring,
Essential Logic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rufus Thomas,
Spandau Ballet,
The Moleskins,
Don Cherry,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter and Kerry,
The Fall,
Grauzone,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.