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 Ukraine and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the techno 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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pantaleimon,
Terry Callier,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Görl,
T.S.O.L.,
Fear,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Pretty Things,
Average White Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Underground Resistance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Arthur Verocai,
Dave Gahan,
Lindisfarne,
The Raincoats,
Absolute Body Control,
Ossler,
Pagans,
Glenn Branca,
Dual Sessions,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Trojans,
L. Decosne,
Outsiders,
The Wake,
Suburban Knight,
Marvin Gaye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vladislav Delay,
Brick,
Electric Prunes,
Tears for Fears,
One Last Wish,
Das Ding,
Joey Negro,
Swans,
Bush Tetras,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Trumans Water,
Peter and Kerry,
Dawn Penn,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Depeche Mode,
Skaos,
John Cale,
Rotary Connection,
Fluxion,
The Alarm Clocks,
Matthew Halsall,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mark Hollis,
Sandy B,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.