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 China and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Magma to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Whodini,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Knickerbockers,
The Litter,
Sun City Girls,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cameo,
Massinfluence,
Fatback Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
PIL,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Holt,
New York Dolls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Cybotron,
The Cramps,
Siglo XX,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Agent Orange,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Skatalites,
Yazoo,
World's Most,
Funky Four + One,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rosa Yemen,
The Gories,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Half Japanese,
Avey Tare,
Marc Almond,
EPMD,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Count Five,
Joe Smooth,
Scion,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Associates,
The Modern Lovers,
Smog,
Lightning Bolt,
Charles Mingus,
Cecil Taylor,
Donny Hathaway,
Bill Wells,
The Last Poets,
Joey Negro,
David Axelrod,
Ken Boothe,
Toni Rubio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mark Hollis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Zero Boys,
Essential Logic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.