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 Liechtenstein and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer 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 Easy Going to the disco 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig 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?
Radiopuhelimet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fortunes,
Alphaville,
Brand Nubian,
Godley & Creme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agent Orange,
Radio Birdman,
kango's stein massive,
The Pop Group,
Bizarre Inc.,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
Rites of Spring,
Minny Pops,
Janne Schatter,
Donny Hathaway,
cv313,
Average White Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Piero Umiliani,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jandek,
Hasil Adkins,
Minnie Riperton,
Hoover,
DNA,
Steve Hackett,
Arcadia,
Morten Harket,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Sex Pistols,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Magma,
Television Personalities,
The Shadows of Knight,
Eddi Front,
The Count Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joy Division,
Marc Almond,
The Detroit Cobras,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Cybotron,
Massinfluence,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Skriet,
Funkadelic,
LL Cool J,
Brick,
Interpol,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
the Bar-Kays,
CMW,
Mars,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.