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 Austria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the disco 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blancmange,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
Gong,
Kerri Chandler,
Mantronix,
FM Einheit,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Angels of Light,
Spandau Ballet,
Pantaleimon,
Deepchord,
In Retrospect,
Animal Collective,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bush Tetras,
Stetsasonic,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultra Naté,
Siglo XX,
Parry Music,
Scientists,
The Grass Roots,
Severed Heads,
The Busters,
Nirvana,
Marine Girls,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Desert Stars,
Bluetip,
Ronan,
Lungfish,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Interpol,
Ultimate Spinach,
Thompson Twins,
Terrestrial Tones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Fat Boys,
Inner City,
Roy Ayers,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fugs,
Isaac Hayes,
Jandek,
Ohio Players,
Gang of Four,
Minor Threat,
Bill Wells,
Moby Grape,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Anthony Braxton,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.