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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Red Krayola to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Golliwogs,
A Certain Ratio,
China Crisis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Theoretical Girls,
Half Japanese,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Adolescents,
The Human League,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lungfish,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Whodini,
Kas Product,
The Cramps,
Lyres,
Crime,
Ludus,
Khruangbin,
Morten Harket,
Sam Rivers,
Basic Channel,
Saccharine Trust,
Excepter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Warsaw,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dave Gahan,
Stetsasonic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Tom Boy,
Derrick Morgan,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Audionom,
Danielle Patucci,
Malaria!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Saints,
The Raincoats,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sonics,
Q and Not U,
Heaven 17,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mark Hollis,
Avey Tare,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Fania All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
UT,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.