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 Malta and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joensuu 1685 to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Monochrome Set,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kas Product,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stetsasonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Barrington Levy,
Young Marble Giants,
Desert Stars,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Red Krayola,
Isaac Hayes,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fortunes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monks,
the Swans,
L. Decosne,
Suburban Knight,
Mad Mike,
Minny Pops,
The Misunderstood,
Newcleus,
the Soft Cell,
In Retrospect,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drexciya,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
One Last Wish,
Talk Talk,
Youth Brigade,
The Beau Brummels,
Godley & Creme,
Gang Green,
The Smoke,
Mr. Review,
MDC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Sonics,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Pagans,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly,
The Golliwogs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bauhaus,
John Coltrane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fela Kuti,
The Index, The Index, The Index, The Index.
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.