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 Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Lyres,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
DNA,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Robert Görl,
Marc Almond,
The Associates,
Essential Logic,
Fad Gadget,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fugazi,
Maleditus Sound,
The Trojans,
cv313,
Todd Terry,
Roxy Music,
Graham Central Station,
Sonic Youth,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ohio Players,
the Soft Cell,
Ultra Naté,
New York Dolls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Human League,
Big Daddy Kane,
Babytalk,
Lightning Bolt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
One Last Wish,
The Vogues,
Ronnie Foster,
Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy Collins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
Depeche Mode,
Aswad,
Janne Schatter,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Birthday Party,
Grey Daturas,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Eric Copeland,
The Cure,
The Fortunes,
Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon, Surgeon.
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.