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 Ecuador and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Lou Reed 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 Los Fastidios to the crunk 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
Eli Mardock,
kango's stein massive,
Quando Quango,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Wells,
Groovy Waters,
Technova,
Arthur Verocai,
8 Eyed Spy,
World's Most,
Lyres,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anakelly,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mojo Men,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quadrant,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
Nas,
Fear,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gang Green,
Camberwell Now,
The Pretty Things,
John Coltrane,
Tom Boy,
Lalann,
Interpol,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
David Bowie,
E-Dancer,
Brand Nubian,
Soft Machine,
the Soft Cell,
Hoover,
Metal Thangz,
Urselle,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grey Daturas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities,
ABBA,
Soul II Soul,
Vainqueur,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sällskapet,
Cymande,
Alphaville,
New Age Steppers,
Ultravox,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.