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 Angola and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Michael McDonald 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 Darondo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All ABBA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harpers Bizarre record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roger Hodgson,
Cameo,
Model 500,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Alphaville,
Gang Starr,
The Cure,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dave Gahan,
Can,
Accadde A,
Country Teasers,
Ultravox,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
World's Most,
The Slits,
Derrick May,
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
Inner City,
Audionom,
F. McDonald,
Nils Olav,
Fat Boys,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
ABC,
Eyeless In Gaza,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Pus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Maurizio,
Barbara Tucker,
Interpol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ice-T,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camberwell Now,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sister Nancy,
Visage,
Matthew Bourne,
Altered Images,
Lou Christie,
Clear Light,
48th St. Collective,
Jacob Miller,
Sonic Youth,
Yazoo,
Mr. Review,
Fugazi,
The Star Department,
Half Japanese,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.