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 Saudi Arabia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Little Man,
Vainqueur,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
The Gories,
Janne Schatter,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ten City,
Darondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
OOIOO,
the Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
The Star Department,
Royal Trux,
Unrelated Segments,
Malaria!,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric Copeland,
Anakelly,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
D'Angelo,
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Happenings,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Sneak,
Judy Mowatt,
The Slackers,
Bronski Beat,
Underground Resistance,
Andrew Hill,
Bizarre Inc.,
Infiniti,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Cale,
Lakeside,
Mad Mike,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Chris & Cosey,
The New Christs,
Whodini,
The Mummies,
Deakin,
Thee Headcoats,
Blake Baxter,
Duran Duran,
Flipper,
Franke,
Loose Ends,
Tim Buckley,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.