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 Israel and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Fall to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All The Stooges tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eden Ahbez,
The Beau Brummels,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Black Flag,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brick,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pagans,
Cecil Taylor,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wasted Youth,
Deadbeat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minor Threat,
Y Pants,
Smog,
The Divine Comedy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Matthew Bourne,
Arab on Radar,
The Residents,
New York Dolls,
Q65,
Rites of Spring,
Boz Scaggs,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Modern Lovers,
ABBA,
Robert Wyatt,
Fort Wilson Riot,
U.S. Maple,
Q and Not U,
Cymande,
Kerri Chandler,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
The Human League,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
Circle Jerks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
One Last Wish,
Anthony Braxton,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
The Searchers,
The Walker Brothers,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.