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 Qatar and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Terrestrial Tones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Model 500,
Chris & Cosey,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Martian,
Idris Muhammad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Crash Course in Science,
The Barracudas,
K-Klass,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Skarface,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agitation Free,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gladiators,
Jawbox,
La Düsseldorf,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
Arab on Radar,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Monks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siglo XX,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television Personalities,
Saccharine Trust,
Lee Hazlewood,
Metal Thangz,
Max Romeo,
Bad Manners,
Black Pus,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick May,
Dual Sessions,
Kerrie Biddell,
PIL,
Black Moon,
Magma,
The Litter,
Hardrive,
Isaac Hayes,
Easy Going,
Japan,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.