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 Jordan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Schoolly D to the techno 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
DNA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Names,
Skriet,
a-ha,
The Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Ossler,
kango's stein massive,
KRS-One,
Sixth Finger,
The American Breed,
Henry Cow,
The Durutti Column,
Circle Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
Television,
Amon Düül,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
10cc,
Archie Shepp,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
CMW,
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Raincoats,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
Delon & Dalcan,
X-101,
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Moon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Seeds,
Scion,
The Invisible,
Country Teasers,
Subhumans,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tim Buckley,
The United States of America,
Infiniti,
John Coltrane,
Theoretical Girls,
Radio Birdman,
Wolf Eyes,
Neil Young,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hoover,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.