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 Japan and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 marimba 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the rock 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Terry Callier,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
In Retrospect,
Los Fastidios,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
The Divine Comedy,
Don Cherry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Funky Four + One,
Nirvana,
Ponytail,
Anakelly,
Kas Product,
Bronski Beat,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter and Kerry,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heaven 17,
Goldenarms,
Susan Cadogan,
Ice-T,
Black Pus,
Khruangbin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Chrome,
Infiniti,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Brand Nubian,
The American Breed,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fad Gadget,
Kenny Larkin,
Rakim,
Eric Dolphy,
Bluetip,
The Seeds,
The Detroit Cobras,
Popol Vuh,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Wells,
Lightning Bolt,
Lee Hazlewood,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Inner City,
Dennis Brown,
These Immortal Souls,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.