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 Philippines and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Busters to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Pus,
Harmonia,
Iggy Pop,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
Urselle,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
Fad Gadget,
Crispy Ambulance,
Blancmange,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare,
Kevin Saunderson,
Throbbing Gristle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joy Division,
Andrew Hill,
Bad Manners,
Eve St. Jones,
Organ,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Foxx,
Colin Newman,
Animal Collective,
Underground Resistance,
The Sonics,
The Gories,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeff Mills,
Negative Approach,
Ultimate Spinach,
Whodini,
The Walker Brothers,
The Birthday Party,
Lungfish,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
Rakim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
T. Rex,
Average White Band,
Joe Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
a-ha,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Victims,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Machine,
La Düsseldorf,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Donald Byrd,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Janne Schatter,
Los Fastidios,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.