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 Paraguay and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Matthew Bourne to the dance 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Gong tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Livin' Joy,
Flipper,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rapeman,
U.S. Maple,
Dual Sessions,
Toni Rubio,
The Dave Clark Five,
Magma,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pretty Things,
Cymande,
Oblivians,
The Happenings,
DJ Style,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rotary Connection,
The Black Dice,
Suburban Knight,
MDC,
The Techniques,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
Average White Band,
New York Dolls,
The United States of America,
Slave,
Kayak,
Soul II Soul,
Lucky Dragons,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Human League,
Max Romeo,
Harmonia,
Slick Rick,
Liliput,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Sherman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Godley & Creme,
Shoche,
The Slits,
The Gun Club,
Tomorrow,
Jacob Miller,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
Anakelly,
New Age Steppers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.