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 Fiji and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Absolute Body Control to the disco 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lucky Dragons,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crash Course in Science,
Essential Logic,
Basic Channel,
In Retrospect,
Jeff Lynne,
Roxette,
Au Pairs,
Hashim,
Trumans Water,
Depeche Mode,
MC5,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Surgeon,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Copeland,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
Marvin Gaye,
The American Breed,
Black Flag,
Blancmange,
Silicon Teens,
Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Little Man,
the Slits,
The Dead C,
kango's stein massive,
Vainqueur,
The Searchers,
Nils Olav,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Darondo,
Faust,
Bobby Byrd,
Don Cherry,
A Certain Ratio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Names,
Bill Wells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Albert Ayler,
Stereo Dub,
Johnny Clarke,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
June of 44,
The Techniques,
The Saints,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Avey Tare,
Gang of Four,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.