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 Lesotho and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gang of Four to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nirvana,
Toni Rubio,
Lyres,
Bad Manners,
The Gun Club,
Malaria!,
La Düsseldorf,
Brass Construction,
Scrapy,
Black Sheep,
Jawbox,
Yazoo,
Hardrive,
UT,
Alphaville,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sight & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Siglo XX,
Jeff Lynne,
Tommy Roe,
Matthew Bourne,
Chris Corsano,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Golliwogs,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
The Blackbyrds,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Black Flag,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soulsonic Force,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
The Martian,
Moebius,
The Fire Engines,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Intrusion,
Au Pairs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Icehouse,
Glambeats Corp.,
Con Funk Shun,
Eli Mardock,
Youth Brigade,
Liliput, Liliput, Liliput, Liliput.
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.