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 Spain and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ 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 Black Flag to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
Newcleus,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Harmonia,
Sugar Minott,
The Slits,
Echospace,
The Seeds,
Hoover,
Dave Gahan,
David Axelrod,
Idris Muhammad,
Tubeway Army,
Kool Moe Dee,
Symarip,
Fear,
Mandrill,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monolake,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Bananas,
Delta 5,
Bill Wells,
Scratch Acid,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
Niagra,
Sällskapet,
The Wake,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Pretty Things,
The Moleskins,
Cybotron,
Darondo,
The Doors,
the Slits,
DNA,
The Barracudas,
Swans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Durutti Column,
Inner City,
Nation of Ulysses,
Silicon Teens,
Moebius,
Isaac Hayes,
Radio Birdman,
Grey Daturas,
Blancmange,
Mantronix,
Wasted Youth,
Minny Pops,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.