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 Singapore and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Real Kids to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
One Last Wish,
Stereo Dub,
Von Mondo,
Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
Schoolly D,
Lou Reed,
The Smoke,
Q and Not U,
Dave Gahan,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Standells,
Jeru the Damaja,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gun Club,
48th St. Collective,
The Doors,
Johnny Osbourne,
Andrew Hill,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Todd Terry,
CMW,
Freddie Wadling,
Angry Samoans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rotary Connection,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Barrington Levy,
Sonic Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Fat Boys,
The Vogues,
Deakin,
Swell Maps,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ice-T,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
The Happenings,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Durutti Column,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cramps,
KRS-One,
Eden Ahbez,
Juan Atkins,
The Kinks,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
Parry Music,
Josef K,
Janne Schatter,
Barry Ungar,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mr. Review,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Moebius,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.