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 Singapore and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Camberwell Now to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Spandau Ballet,
Metal Thangz,
Minor Threat,
The Five Americans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Audionom,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Second Layer,
Crime,
ABBA,
Anakelly,
Glambeats Corp.,
Von Mondo,
Amazonics,
Freddie Wadling,
Dawn Penn,
Susan Cadogan,
Cluster,
Joe Finger,
Patti Smith,
Dorothy Ashby,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Al Stewart,
Youth Brigade,
Idris Muhammad,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker,
The New Christs,
Tomorrow,
The Mojo Men,
China Crisis,
Ornette Coleman,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Clarke,
The Vogues,
The Leaves,
Grauzone,
Franke,
The Smiths,
The Tremeloes,
Glenn Branca,
Sällskapet,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Theoretical Girls,
a-ha,
Don Cherry,
Fear,
Nirvana,
Main Source,
Tom Boy,
Skarface,
Stiv Bators,
H. Thieme,
Quando Quango,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.