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 South Africa and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum 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 Andrew Hill to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jeff Lynne,
Subhumans,
Yaz,
Excepter,
Inner City,
The Standells,
Scratch Acid,
The Modern Lovers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marmalade,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sound Behaviour,
Minor Threat,
Bobby Sherman,
Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Sonics,
Agitation Free,
Mandrill,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
John Foxx,
The Litter,
The Blues Magoos,
10cc,
Slave,
Nirvana,
Junior Murvin,
Franke,
Adolescents,
Pagans,
Little Man,
The New Christs,
The Gun Club,
Dave Gahan,
Drexciya,
Rufus Thomas,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
Black Sheep,
Mark Hollis,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Halsall,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shoche,
Japan,
One Last Wish,
Average White Band,
DJ Sneak,
Eve St. Jones,
Fugazi,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Royal Trux,
Eurythmics,
Barry Ungar,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Glambeats Corp.,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.