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 Lebanon and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Throbbing Gristle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
The Fall,
The Flesh Eaters,
A Certain Ratio,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Moleskins,
The Selecter,
The Mojo Men,
Piero Umiliani,
Deakin,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Matthew Bourne,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Bronski Beat,
Ultravox,
Dark Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Pantaleimon,
Jimmy McGriff,
LL Cool J,
OOIOO,
Jacob Miller,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Saccharine Trust,
The Human League,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
The Tremeloes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bang On A Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Patti Smith,
Slick Rick,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
David McCallum,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jerry's Kids,
Flipper,
Lee Hazlewood,
Section 25,
Prince Buster,
The Standells,
Charles Mingus,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
Ken Boothe,
John Foxx,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.