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 Nauru and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fire Engines to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
Rufus Thomas,
The Birthday Party,
The Beau Brummels,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul II Soul,
John Lydon,
Clear Light,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Mills,
CMW,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Index,
Altered Images,
Blancmange,
Letta Mbulu,
Flamin' Groovies,
Essential Logic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Minutemen,
The Alarm Clocks,
John Coltrane,
Average White Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Young Rascals,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Joy Division,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lyres,
The Grass Roots,
Circle Jerks,
John Foxx,
the Fania All-Stars,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Matthew Bourne,
Glenn Branca,
Livin' Joy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Q and Not U,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lee Hazlewood,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Five Americans,
Rhythm & Sound,
LL Cool J,
Boredoms,
Public Enemy,
Monolake,
Chris & Cosey,
Grey Daturas,
The Happenings,
Procol Harum,
Shoche,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.