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 Israel and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Sight & Sound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moody Blues,
Interpol,
David McCallum,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bauhaus,
Bill Near,
Eurythmics,
Los Fastidios,
F. McDonald,
Patti Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grey Daturas,
EPMD,
Sound Behaviour,
Vainqueur,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Invisible,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zapp,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ponytail,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Pagans,
Sun City Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Pussy Galore,
Das Ding,
Glenn Branca,
Television Personalities,
Wire,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantaleimon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Franke,
Stereo Dub,
Iggy Pop,
Crispy Ambulance,
Warsaw,
Motorama,
ABC,
Stetsasonic,
Wally Richardson,
Harry Pussy,
Pylon,
DJ Sneak,
Quantec,
The Cramps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Foxx,
the Human League,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eden Ahbez,
Jacob Miller,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Tremeloes,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lebanon Hanover,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.