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 Algeria and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Neu! to the dance 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Essential Logic,
Kayak,
Glenn Branca,
Youth Brigade,
Bang On A Can,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Gun Club,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tres Demented,
Spandau Ballet,
The Standells,
Terrestrial Tones,
Janne Schatter,
The Victims,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dark Day,
Nirvana,
Joe Smooth,
Aaron Thompson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ten City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Depeche Mode,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Black Dice,
Lyres,
Ronan,
Ronnie Foster,
The Pop Group,
Erasure,
In Retrospect,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Jeff Lynne,
The Selecter,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
48th St. Collective,
Rufus Thomas,
CMW,
Albert Ayler,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sun City Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Half Japanese,
D'Angelo,
The Gap Band,
Delta 5,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marvin Gaye,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.