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 Laos and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 MDC to the techno 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Mantronix,
Sugar Minott,
PIL,
Joy Division,
Graham Central Station,
David McCallum,
Adolescents,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
the Normal,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Organ,
Scott Walker,
Toni Rubio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
Qualms,
Roger Hodgson,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Slave,
Bobby Byrd,
The Real Kids,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Con Funk Shun,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dead C,
Au Pairs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Black Moon,
Stiv Bators,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Saccharine Trust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Trumans Water,
Ronnie Foster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Wells,
Shoche,
Fatback Band,
Quadrant,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Birthday Party,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Frankie Knuckles,
E-Dancer,
the Fania All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Colin Newman,
Groovy Waters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.