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 Mauritius and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Spandau Ballet to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
The Leaves,
Severed Heads,
Neu!,
Minnie Riperton,
Infiniti,
Slave,
Glenn Branca,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Black Dice,
Eve St. Jones,
the Swans,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
The Associates,
Derrick Morgan,
Magazine,
Groovy Waters,
Ossler,
The Seeds,
Procol Harum,
Masters at Work,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Television,
X-102,
Nik Kershaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
La Düsseldorf,
Talk Talk,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr,
Delta 5,
Sun City Girls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chris & Cosey,
Shoche,
The Moleskins,
Al Stewart,
The Toasters,
Laurel Aitken,
David Axelrod,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ituana,
Essential Logic,
Shuggie Otis,
Gabor Szabo,
The United States of America,
The Flesh Eaters,
Interpol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kurtis Blow,
Brick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dirtbombs,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.