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 Cambodia and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Cybotron to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rufus Thomas,
Sällskapet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radio Birdman,
Graham Central Station,
The Velvet Underground,
Circle Jerks,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
The Cowsills,
Liliput,
Cameo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visage,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
T.S.O.L.,
Johnny Clarke,
Arthur Verocai,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Erasure,
Quadrant,
Mantronix,
Stereo Dub,
Make Up,
Suburban Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magma,
New Age Steppers,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric Copeland,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Howard Jones,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Pop Group,
Lower 48,
Sam Rivers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Invisible,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Zapp,
Yaz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brick,
In Retrospect,
The Slits,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ken Boothe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bronski Beat,
Scratch Acid,
Wolf Eyes,
The J.B.'s,
The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes, The Electric Prunes.
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.