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 Peru and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Flipper to the grunge 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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Prince Buster,
Goldenarms,
Agent Orange,
Public Enemy,
In Retrospect,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Dark Day,
Second Layer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Crash Course in Science,
Malaria!,
Wire,
Nas,
D'Angelo,
Joy Division,
Deakin,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
The Vogues,
Dave Gahan,
Sex Pistols,
Peter and Kerry,
Brothers Johnson,
Barrington Levy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Fuzztones,
Liliput,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pole,
Minutemen,
Angry Samoans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Christie,
Procol Harum,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Skarface,
F. McDonald,
Bill Wells,
Sound Behaviour,
Wolf Eyes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fear,
Gerry Rafferty,
Underground Resistance,
The Smoke,
John Lydon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Von Mondo,
Vainqueur,
Soul II Soul,
Depeche Mode,
Chrome,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott Heron,
Parry Music,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.