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 Dominica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marvin Gaye to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxette,
Davy DMX,
The Tremeloes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alton Ellis,
Jimmy McGriff,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Knickerbockers,
Television,
Howard Jones,
Darondo,
The Busters,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Desert Stars,
Harmonia,
Lindisfarne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Saccharine Trust,
Ken Boothe,
Cymande,
The Grass Roots,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rites of Spring,
Tim Buckley,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army,
Hoover,
The Black Dice,
Skriet,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
The Mummies,
The Music Machine,
48th St. Collective,
Sun Ra,
Derrick Morgan,
Fatback Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Mary Jane Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Malaria!,
Sex Pistols,
Spandau Ballet,
The Mojo Men,
The Gap Band,
Ohio Players,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tears for Fears,
Mantronix,
Quadrant,
Eyeless In Gaza,
PIL,
Janne Schatter,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Leaves,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.