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 Seychelles and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deakin,
Kayak,
Sun City Girls,
Goldenarms,
Bad Manners,
Dennis Brown,
The Sound,
Franke,
Niagra,
Byron Stingily,
The New Christs,
The Barracudas,
CMW,
Max Romeo,
Bill Wells,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Stockholm Monsters,
Michelle Simonal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kaleidoscope,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
EPMD,
Marvin Gaye,
Tommy Roe,
Fad Gadget,
Leonard Cohen,
Magma,
Lyres,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Moody Blues,
Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dead C,
Funkadelic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Germs,
Babytalk,
The Fortunes,
Godley & Creme,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rod Modell,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
The Kinks,
Ultravox,
Sam Rivers,
Nas,
Freddie Wadling,
E-Dancer,
T.S.O.L.,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
Eden Ahbez,
Au Pairs,
John Foxx,
The Five Americans,
The Slackers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.