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 Korea South and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Harmonia to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
The Blackbyrds,
DJ Style,
World's Most,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bronski Beat,
Ornette Coleman,
Warren Ellis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Moon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tom Boy,
Avey Tare,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Reuben Wilson,
Interpol,
Rosa Yemen,
Surgeon,
Mandrill,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Scrapy,
The Barracudas,
Altered Images,
Joy Division,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Bobby Byrd,
Kas Product,
The Fall,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mars,
The Flesh Eaters,
Guru Guru,
The Skatalites,
Qualms,
Dave Gahan,
the Soft Cell,
The Dead C,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pantaleimon,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
Quando Quango,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Osbourne,
Make Up,
Clear Light,
Andrew Hill,
D'Angelo,
Cymande,
Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.