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 Chad and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Smog to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Charles Mingus,
T.S.O.L.,
Cecil Taylor,
Agent Orange,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Swell Maps,
The Zeros,
The Tremeloes,
The Toasters,
The Victims,
Kayak,
Gabor Szabo,
Aswad,
Ten City,
Jawbox,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric B and Rakim,
Harry Pussy,
Echospace,
Sällskapet,
H. Thieme,
Lindisfarne,
The Angels of Light,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lee Hazlewood,
Severed Heads,
Boz Scaggs,
Bob Dylan,
Albert Ayler,
Peter and Kerry,
New Order,
Mandrill,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Eli Mardock,
ABC,
The Gladiators,
Monolake,
Reuben Wilson,
June of 44,
Scratch Acid,
Hashim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Colin Newman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Skarface,
Pierre Henry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Hood,
Rekid,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.