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 Grenada and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin 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 Circle Jerks to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Delta 5,
Nick Fraelich,
Matthew Bourne,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Invisible,
The Tremeloes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Marshall Jefferson,
A Certain Ratio,
Y Pants,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fortunes,
Robert Görl,
The New Christs,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
Qualms,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Zeros,
Oblivians,
Amon Düül II,
Country Joe & The Fish,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rod Modell,
The Gladiators,
Tears for Fears,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Foxx,
Neu!,
Cameo,
Skriet,
Flash Fearless,
The Gories,
EPMD,
Avey Tare,
Sexual Harrassment,
Japan,
Dual Sessions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
In Retrospect,
Man Parrish,
Fat Boys,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sister Nancy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Happenings,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
This Heat,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cymande,
Make Up,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.