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 Peru and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord 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 UT to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Todd Terry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Henry Cow,
Grey Daturas,
Leonard Cohen,
Terry Callier,
Zapp,
Japan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ossler,
Arab on Radar,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
Chrome,
Minny Pops,
Donald Byrd,
Camouflage,
Eve St. Jones,
Crooked Eye,
Siglo XX,
Cecil Taylor,
Susan Cadogan,
The Raincoats,
David Bowie,
Wolf Eyes,
U.S. Maple,
The Pop Group,
Mr. Review,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Young Marble Giants,
The Trojans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gang of Four,
the Normal,
Pylon,
Heaven 17,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Blancmange,
Steve Hackett,
Colin Newman,
Joe Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Radio Birdman,
Inner City,
Adolescents,
Kurtis Blow,
Black Moon,
David Axelrod,
Minor Threat,
Infiniti,
Amon Düül II,
Cluster,
Dorothy Ashby,
X-102,
Alice Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.