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 Chile and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Echospace to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Nik Kershaw,
The Toasters,
Fat Boys,
The Sonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slave,
Newcleus,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Flag,
Easy Going,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crispian St. Peters,
Electric Prunes,
The Fugs,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
48th St. Collective,
Ossler,
Pierre Henry,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Yazoo,
John Lydon,
KRS-One,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Interpol,
Archie Shepp,
Underground Resistance,
Kayak,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Albert Ayler,
The Moleskins,
Public Enemy,
Kaleidoscope,
Banda Bassotti,
Flash Fearless,
The Kinks,
Quando Quango,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Blancmange,
The Fall,
Kerri Chandler,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pole,
Swans,
Thompson Twins,
Andrew Hill,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.