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 San Marino and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Crooked Eye to the funk 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Peter and Kerry,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Matthew Bourne,
JFA,
Anakelly,
Lyres,
Sound Behaviour,
Arthur Verocai,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Curtis Mayfield,
Michelle Simonal,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camouflage,
Neu!,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
Accadde A,
K-Klass,
The Stooges,
Pagans,
Sex Pistols,
Kenny Larkin,
Fugazi,
The Pretty Things,
Negative Approach,
Susan Cadogan,
Half Japanese,
Spoonie Gee,
Second Layer,
Joy Division,
Crooked Eye,
Ten City,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
R.M.O.,
The Wake,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Monks,
The American Breed,
Procol Harum,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
In Retrospect,
Bauhaus,
MDC,
Black Bananas,
Panda Bear,
Section 25,
The Remains,
Radiohead,
The Blues Magoos,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
Clear Light,
The Fuzztones,
The Tremeloes,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.