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 Bhutan and from London.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the rock 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
The Raincoats,
Tim Buckley,
Scratch Acid,
Audionom,
AZ,
Jacob Miller,
Ultravox,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joy Division,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Coltrane,
Lower 48,
Visage,
Grey Daturas,
Das Ding,
Freddie Wadling,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
DJ Style,
Unrelated Segments,
Agent Orange,
Easy Going,
Throbbing Gristle,
Deadbeat,
Los Fastidios,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Amon Düül II,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
Peter and Kerry,
Joe Finger,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Associates,
Lindisfarne,
Barry Ungar,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Camouflage,
Interpol,
The Skatalites,
The Dead C,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Last Poets,
Nick Fraelich,
Underground Resistance,
the Association,
8 Eyed Spy,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
DNA,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Saints,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.