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 Togo and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord 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 PIL to the grunge 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Dave Gahan,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
Ronnie Foster,
the Fania All-Stars,
Pierre Henry,
Crooked Eye,
David McCallum,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grauzone,
Bobby Womack,
Smog,
The Smoke,
KRS-One,
The Young Rascals,
Essential Logic,
ABC,
Ice-T,
Panda Bear,
The Martian,
CMW,
Marine Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Names,
Royal Trux,
Guru Guru,
The Gun Club,
Livin' Joy,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare,
Stetsasonic,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Negative Approach,
Excepter,
Robert Wyatt,
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Sister Nancy,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Idris Muhammad,
Alice Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
Susan Cadogan,
Andrew Hill,
Pet Shop Boys,
a-ha,
Gong,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blancmange,
Infiniti,
Mars,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Black Bananas,
Lower 48,
Cal Tjader,
Hardrive,
Second Layer,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.