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 Korea South and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Blancmange,
The Slits,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soft Cell,
Eric Copeland,
The Saints,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Bronski Beat,
Motorama,
Monolake,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
The Barracudas,
Chris Corsano,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q65,
Stereo Dub,
The Sound,
Oblivians,
Sugar Minott,
Davy DMX,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
Roy Ayers,
Morten Harket,
The Techniques,
Wire,
Second Layer,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
EPMD,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
One Last Wish,
Minny Pops,
Little Man,
Outsiders,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Von Mondo,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barbara Tucker,
Byron Stingily,
Tubeway Army,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sex Pistols,
Index,
Black Moon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Görl,
Inner City,
Animal Collective,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.