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 Seychelles and from Sao Paulo.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin 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 The United States of America 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The Mummies,
Faust,
The Cure,
Nik Kershaw,
Gabor Szabo,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
Oneida,
X-Ray Spex,
Dennis Brown,
The Fugs,
Television,
Marine Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Velvet Underground,
CMW,
Arab on Radar,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rod Modell,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gang Starr,
Whodini,
Stereo Dub,
The New Christs,
Pantytec,
Audionom,
Warren Ellis,
H. Thieme,
Robert Görl,
Rapeman,
48th St. Collective,
Ludus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Howard Jones,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy Collins,
Bill Near,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Archie Shepp,
The Divine Comedy,
Sixth Finger,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Techniques,
Dave Gahan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter & Gordon,
Delta 5,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
The Wake,
The Monks,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.