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 Tuvalu and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 AZ to the techno 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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moleskins,
The Cure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Motions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Kinks,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Searchers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
A Certain Ratio,
The Moody Blues,
The Techniques,
Bluetip,
Howard Jones,
the Soft Cell,
Au Pairs,
Jacques Brel,
The Leaves,
Ken Boothe,
The Modern Lovers,
Brass Construction,
Gang of Four,
Judy Mowatt,
Scott Walker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Grandmaster Flash,
Roger Hodgson,
Brothers Johnson,
Deakin,
Blancmange,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Avey Tare,
The Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Index,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Aaron Thompson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Motorama,
Nik Kershaw,
The Offenders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.