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 Kosovo and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Metal Thangz to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a La Düsseldorf record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
the Human League,
Lyres,
Anakelly,
Erasure,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
Gichy Dan,
Leonard Cohen,
Morten Harket,
The Red Krayola,
Delon & Dalcan,
Scientists,
Pylon,
Cheater Slicks,
Idris Muhammad,
Slick Rick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Television,
Alton Ellis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roxy Music,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Outsiders,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Fraelich,
Half Japanese,
The Trojans,
The Five Americans,
Mo-Dettes,
Pantaleimon,
The Zeros,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Marmalade,
T.S.O.L.,
These Immortal Souls,
The Real Kids,
Terry Callier,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Lakeside,
the Soft Cell,
Howard Jones,
Parry Music,
Pulsallama,
Niagra,
Sister Nancy,
Ten City,
Ornette Coleman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Skaos,
X-102,
Faust,
The Wake,
Thompson Twins,
Suicide,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.