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 Lebanon and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Babytalk 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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Audionom,
Curtis Mayfield,
Magazine,
Moebius,
Scion,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Fluxion,
The Zeros,
Bobby Womack,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Reagan Youth,
Thompson Twins,
The Modern Lovers,
Lou Christie,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
CMW,
The Dead C,
Inner City,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gerry Rafferty,
Davy DMX,
Cecil Taylor,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Motions,
Vladislav Delay,
Simply Red,
the Association,
Marshall Jefferson,
X-102,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Liliput,
Radiopuhelimet,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Bourne,
Soulsonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
The Human League,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jawbox,
Parry Music,
Leonard Cohen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Charles Mingus,
Khruangbin,
Sällskapet,
Yellowson,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Banda Bassotti,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
Sight & Sound,
Joe Finger,
Sun City Girls,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.