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 Cambodia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the grunge 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bob Dylan,
Matthew Halsall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sam Rivers,
The Wake,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Ronan,
Joe Finger,
The Gun Club,
Arcadia,
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Niagra,
Jacques Brel,
Vladislav Delay,
Babytalk,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Shoche,
Jandek,
The Misunderstood,
Mo-Dettes,
Suicide,
Harmonia,
Essential Logic,
Jawbox,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers,
Suburban Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
Spoonie Gee,
Derrick May,
X-101,
The Zeros,
Jerry's Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Crash Course in Science,
Cameo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Soft Cell,
Ultra Naté,
The J.B.'s,
the Bar-Kays,
Lakeside,
The Gories,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
Soft Cell,
The Saints,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
the Sonics,
Sex Pistols,
Animal Collective,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.