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 Italy and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 John Lydon to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Matthew Bourne,
Technova,
The Gun Club,
B.T. Express,
Neil Young,
the Soft Cell,
The Associates,
Skriet,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Von Mondo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Monks,
Bauhaus,
Howard Jones,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bob Dylan,
The Fortunes,
Soulsonic Force,
Rekid,
Wolf Eyes,
Scion,
Michelle Simonal,
Swans,
Nick Fraelich,
MC5,
The Sonics,
Lower 48,
Lyres,
Crooked Eye,
Talk Talk,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Popol Vuh,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Wyatt,
48th St. Collective,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Swans,
Urselle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Blues Magoos,
Kevin Saunderson,
Whodini,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Vogues,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ludus,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Erasure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Q and Not U,
Slick Rick,
Isaac Hayes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pere Ubu,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.