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 Slovakia and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Robert Görl to the rock 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Pantaleimon,
Gichy Dan,
Unrelated Segments,
Minor Threat,
Sound Behaviour,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
Susan Cadogan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dorothy Ashby,
Big Daddy Kane,
In Retrospect,
Rakim,
Erykah Badu,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Gabor Szabo,
MC5,
The Evens,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dead Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Aural Exciters,
Maleditus Sound,
David Bowie,
Wally Richardson,
David Axelrod,
Porter Ricks,
Andrew Hill,
Sarah Menescal,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mandrill,
Saccharine Trust,
Smog,
Scion,
H. Thieme,
Malaria!,
The Electric Prunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Magazine,
UT,
Junior Murvin,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
Nico,
Massinfluence,
The J.B.'s,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hashim,
Judy Mowatt,
Procol Harum,
Jerry's Kids,
Drive Like Jehu,
Laurel Aitken,
Quando Quango,
Jeff Lynne,
Cecil Taylor,
Basic Channel,
Kenny Larkin,
Visage,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.