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 Argentina and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Clear Light to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Rapeman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
Chris & Cosey,
Organ,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Robert Görl,
John Coltrane,
The Offenders,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
kango's stein massive,
Accadde A,
The Doors,
The Leaves,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Echospace,
The Monochrome Set,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Brick,
The Gladiators,
Scan 7,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Copeland,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Basic Channel,
Joensuu 1685,
Pulsallama,
Roxette,
Quadrant,
Massinfluence,
Alphaville,
Eden Ahbez,
Agitation Free,
The Stooges,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pere Ubu,
Mandrill,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moody Blues,
The Raincoats,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arthur Verocai,
Scrapy,
Joe Smooth,
The Move,
Sarah Menescal,
Kas Product,
Zapp,
The Techniques,
Yellowson,
Lower 48,
Japan,
Agent Orange,
Blancmange,
Sister Nancy,
The Black Dice,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.