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 Cambodia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
The Blues Magoos,
Amon Düül,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Dave Gahan,
The Gladiators,
Underground Resistance,
Q65,
Skaos,
Rapeman,
Dead Boys,
Q and Not U,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Qualms,
The Fuzztones,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Zeros,
Tom Boy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pole,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Talk Talk,
Yazoo,
La Düsseldorf,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Index,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Flamin' Groovies,
K-Klass,
Cybotron,
John Foxx,
Robert Görl,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pagans,
PIL,
The Stooges,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Womack,
Aural Exciters,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Black Dice,
John Cale,
James White and The Blacks,
Bob Dylan,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
Black Sheep,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Matthew Halsall,
Rotary Connection,
Essential Logic,
Pantaleimon,
Pylon,
The Birthday Party,
Agitation Free,
The Walker Brothers,
Sällskapet,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.