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 Korea North and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Camberwell Now to the jazz 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Organ,
Los Fastidios,
Index,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
Fear,
Ossler,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Skaos,
Brass Construction,
Soul II Soul,
Junior Murvin,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Model 500,
Warren Ellis,
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Marc Almond,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Camberwell Now,
Goldenarms,
Babytalk,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Thee Headcoats,
Massinfluence,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blues Magoos,
Oneida,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gap Band,
Public Enemy,
Funkadelic,
the Slits,
Jacques Brel,
The Fuzztones,
Nico,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Fatback Band,
The Cowsills,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Shoche,
Aloha Tigers,
Minutemen,
Slick Rick,
Severed Heads,
Lower 48,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry, Pierre Henry.
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.