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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bauhaus to the electroclash 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '90s.
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 The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Silicon Teens,
Maleditus Sound,
Cymande,
The Pop Group,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Oneida,
Symarip,
Sällskapet,
Scan 7,
Quantec,
The Litter,
Ultimate Spinach,
D'Angelo,
The Victims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Barracudas,
Kurtis Blow,
Drexciya,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Spoonie Gee,
Royal Trux,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tres Demented,
Lindisfarne,
Little Man,
Kenny Larkin,
Danielle Patucci,
The Star Department,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roger Hodgson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Second Layer,
Trumans Water,
Funkadelic,
Hashim,
Anthony Braxton,
Graham Central Station,
Yusef Lateef,
Unrelated Segments,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Kinks,
The Cure,
Eurythmics,
David Axelrod,
Altered Images,
Marshall Jefferson,
T.S.O.L.,
Josef K,
Quadrant,
One Last Wish,
Crime,
Jandek,
Pantaleimon,
New York Dolls,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.