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 Ukraine and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 X-101 to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sight & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
The Toasters,
PIL,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spandau Ballet,
Crime,
DNA,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Scrapy,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kayak,
a-ha,
Sun Ra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Young Rascals,
Glambeats Corp.,
Index,
Skriet,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Little Man,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
Bush Tetras,
Junior Murvin,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
The Electric Prunes,
Thee Headcoats,
Desert Stars,
Agent Orange,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Vladislav Delay,
Bauhaus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Slits,
Underground Resistance,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Sherman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
Public Enemy,
The Mummies,
Maurizio,
Fela Kuti,
cv313,
Black Pus,
Schoolly D,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Derrick Morgan,
Angry Samoans,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.