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 South Sudan and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Dave Gahan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wire,
The Gladiators,
Grauzone,
Los Fastidios,
The Associates,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Curtis Mayfield,
Soulsonic Force,
Spandau Ballet,
Faust,
Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Brand Nubian,
Yellowson,
Quantec,
Hashim,
LL Cool J,
The Monochrome Set,
PIL,
AZ,
Bronski Beat,
Tears for Fears,
The Invisible,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Morten Harket,
Kool Moe Dee,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Human League,
the Sonics,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cowsills,
Tomorrow,
The Neon Judgement,
Mr. Review,
Ultimate Spinach,
Chris & Cosey,
Youth Brigade,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Roger Hodgson,
Negative Approach,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Inner City,
Cecil Taylor,
Eddi Front,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Finger,
The Happenings,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.