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 Croatia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tommy Roe,
The Martian,
Pole,
Kenny Larkin,
Duran Duran,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
The United States of America,
The Fugs,
Kerrie Biddell,
FM Einheit,
the Swans,
Smog,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Five Americans,
Au Pairs,
Zero Boys,
Faust,
Lucky Dragons,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Moleskins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kayak,
Funky Four + One,
Idris Muhammad,
Wings,
Tres Demented,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ituana,
Avey Tare,
the Association,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DNA,
The Busters,
Alison Limerick,
Surgeon,
Blake Baxter,
The Last Poets,
Scratch Acid,
Swell Maps,
Zapp,
The Electric Prunes,
Visage,
John Foxx,
cv313,
Minor Threat,
Fat Boys,
Erasure,
Index,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jerry's Kids,
Rod Modell,
Monks,
The Fuzztones,
Lindisfarne,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.