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 Croatia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pop Group to the crunk 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Negative Approach,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deepchord,
cv313,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Sugar Minott,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Lydon,
Michelle Simonal,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Heaven 17,
Qualms,
Liliput,
Robert Wyatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Joyce Sims,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Lou Christie,
Skriet,
Intrusion,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Popol Vuh,
Suburban Knight,
Amon Düül II,
Tommy Roe,
Brothers Johnson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pussy Galore,
Cecil Taylor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cymande,
The Busters,
Television Personalities,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rekid,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
EPMD,
Derrick May,
Index,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Con Funk Shun,
Soul II Soul,
the Slits,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
James White and The Blacks,
Yusef Lateef,
Soft Cell,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.