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 Taiwan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Copenhagen.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jeru the Damaja to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Todd Rundgren,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Pretty Things,
The Angels of Light,
Flash Fearless,
World's Most,
Nico,
Sällskapet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Derrick Morgan,
Dark Day,
The Count Five,
Crispian St. Peters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Amazonics,
Newcleus,
Drexciya,
Roger Hodgson,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lucky Dragons,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cowsills,
X-101,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Saccharine Trust,
Warsaw,
Aural Exciters,
Tim Buckley,
Leonard Cohen,
Juan Atkins,
Fat Boys,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brick,
Eden Ahbez,
Scion,
Alice Coltrane,
Angry Samoans,
Cheater Slicks,
The Motions,
Maurizio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Outsiders,
Gichy Dan,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
The Tremeloes,
Technova,
Shoche,
Patti Smith,
Essential Logic,
Skriet,
David Bowie,
Barry Ungar,
The Fall,
The Vogues,
Monolake, Monolake, Monolake, Monolake.
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.