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 Saudi Arabia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 Hong Kong and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer 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 Alison Limerick to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
MC5,
X-Ray Spex,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Associates,
The Invisible,
Chris Corsano,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tom Boy,
Country Teasers,
The Neon Judgement,
Funkadelic,
Fluxion,
U.S. Maple,
Grauzone,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Prunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Siglo XX,
ABC,
Bill Near,
Brick,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lucky Dragons,
The New Christs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Bad Manners,
The Wake,
The Smiths,
David Axelrod,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Gabor Szabo,
Accadde A,
The Divine Comedy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Monochrome Set,
Blancmange,
John Foxx,
Goldenarms,
the Normal,
The Mummies,
The American Breed,
Whodini,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Pantytec,
Jeff Lynne,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Lower 48,
Rekid,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gang of Four,
Procol Harum,
Talk Talk,
The Cowsills,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.