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 Laos and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pet Shop Boys 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DJ Style record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Brass Construction,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Talk Talk,
Alphaville,
Donald Byrd,
Ice-T,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
The Fugs,
Nico,
Silicon Teens,
Deakin,
Gong,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Ossler,
Gang of Four,
Lyres,
The Fire Engines,
Accadde A,
Gang Gang Dance,
Reuben Wilson,
The Standells,
MDC,
F. McDonald,
Blake Baxter,
The J.B.'s,
Jacques Brel,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Skaos,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The United States of America,
Electric Light Orchestra,
John Cale,
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
Kas Product,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Last Poets,
The Dirtbombs,
Desert Stars,
The Cramps,
Bob Dylan,
Dead Boys,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Fraelich,
Urselle,
Half Japanese,
the Association,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.