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 Tonga and from Glasgow.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Dennis Brown to the crunk 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blues Magoos,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Stooges,
Quando Quango,
Pere Ubu,
Robert Hood,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonic Youth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Brothers Johnson,
X-102,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sister Nancy,
Wolf Eyes,
Minny Pops,
Second Layer,
Organ,
Scion,
Hoover,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fela Kuti,
The Fire Engines,
Junior Murvin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Shoche,
Joe Smooth,
John Coltrane,
Swans,
John Foxx,
Khruangbin,
Smog,
Ludus,
Albert Ayler,
The Vogues,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Parry Music,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Knickerbockers,
The Neon Judgement,
Hardrive,
Wasted Youth,
The Count Five,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
Lindisfarne,
Section 25,
Pierre Henry,
Clear Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crash Course in Science,
The United States of America,
Soul II Soul,
R.M.O.,
Gabor Szabo,
the Normal,
Tim Buckley,
Radiopuhelimet,
Deepchord,
The Trojans,
The Slackers,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.