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 Suriname and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dave Gahan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Alison Limerick,
Au Pairs,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The New Christs,
Skarface,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ronan,
Dual Sessions,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sarah Menescal,
Simply Red,
Eric Copeland,
Letta Mbulu,
Zapp,
Vainqueur,
Kenny Larkin,
R.M.O.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Little Man,
Sandy B,
LL Cool J,
Blancmange,
Warren Ellis,
FM Einheit,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Durutti Column,
The Techniques,
In Retrospect,
Bill Wells,
David Axelrod,
Delta 5,
Derrick Morgan,
Susan Cadogan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jimmy McGriff,
Chris & Cosey,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
Roger Hodgson,
Theoretical Girls,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Clarke,
Essential Logic,
Yazoo,
Index,
The Gladiators,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.