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 Comoros and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Henry Cow to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Theoretical Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Thee Headcoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Television,
Danielle Patucci,
Hashim,
The Remains,
Mo-Dettes,
U.S. Maple,
Ponytail,
Khruangbin,
New York Dolls,
Neu!,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Fuzztones,
Dual Sessions,
R.M.O.,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Residents,
MDC,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
Swans,
Lyres,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eden Ahbez,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stiv Bators,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
Scott Walker,
Albert Ayler,
Roxy Music,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lakeside,
Be Bop Deluxe,
UT,
Kaleidoscope,
Los Fastidios,
EPMD,
Joy Division,
Matthew Bourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The New Christs,
Arcadia,
JFA,
Main Source,
The Star Department,
Amon Düül,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.