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 Slovakia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Monolake,
Erasure,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Audionom,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Heaven 17,
Underground Resistance,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Prince Buster,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Half Japanese,
Simply Red,
Chris Corsano,
Can,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Christie,
Interpol,
The United States of America,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
Public Image Ltd.,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Au Pairs,
Roy Ayers,
Jandek,
Magma,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Depeche Mode,
Grauzone,
The Buckinghams,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lindisfarne,
Hasil Adkins,
Essential Logic,
Sister Nancy,
Flash Fearless,
Sarah Menescal,
Television Personalities,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter & Gordon,
Ponytail,
Mission of Burma,
Scion,
Alison Limerick,
Eric Copeland,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Near,
Cameo,
Bang On A Can,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hoover,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell, Soft Cell.
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.