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 Kazakhstan and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gong to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
Wire,
10cc,
Nas,
Arab on Radar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aural Exciters,
Alton Ellis,
Drexciya,
The Beau Brummels,
Harry Pussy,
The Gun Club,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
These Immortal Souls,
Slave,
Eurythmics,
Soul II Soul,
Minny Pops,
Morten Harket,
Chrome,
The Blues Magoos,
Sugar Minott,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vladislav Delay,
Talk Talk,
Amazonics,
Girls At Our Best!,
Index,
Neu!,
Japan,
Public Enemy,
Chris & Cosey,
Fad Gadget,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Los Fastidios,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Bluetip,
Hardrive,
Average White Band,
Nils Olav,
T.S.O.L.,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Spandau Ballet,
Tim Buckley,
Scott Walker,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Von Mondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.