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 Seychelles and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Drive Like Jehu to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Nils Olav,
Scion,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Maleditus Sound,
L. Decosne,
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moebius,
The Smoke,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Almond,
Infiniti,
Neu!,
Yaz,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gichy Dan,
Boredoms,
Youth Brigade,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lungfish,
the Human League,
Boz Scaggs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Robert Görl,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang of Four,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bluetip,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Silicon Teens,
Underground Resistance,
Dark Day,
Heaven 17,
Scrapy,
Intrusion,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aswad,
Eurythmics,
Sex Pistols,
The Birthday Party,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Grass Roots,
Franke,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Terry,
Althea and Donna,
Graham Central Station,
Sugar Minott,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
A Certain Ratio,
The Five Americans,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.