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 Liechtenstein and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Panda Bear to the dance 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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Cheater Slicks,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Subhumans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Danielle Patucci,
The Standells,
Marvin Gaye,
Black Sheep,
The Last Poets,
Nirvana,
Wire,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vladislav Delay,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sarah Menescal,
New Order,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed,
Sixth Finger,
David McCallum,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ludus,
Cameo,
Nico,
Scratch Acid,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stereo Dub,
Lower 48,
Television,
The Motions,
Organ,
Tommy Roe,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yaz,
Motorama,
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Hill,
a-ha,
Joe Finger,
Matthew Bourne,
MC5,
Bizarre Inc.,
June of 44,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Throbbing Gristle,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Warren Ellis,
Fatback Band,
Panda Bear,
D'Angelo,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.