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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Matthew Bourne to the grime 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Laurel Aitken,
Index,
Japan,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gap Band,
Easy Going,
Altered Images,
Janne Schatter,
The Index,
Jeff Mills,
Bronski Beat,
Simply Red,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Finger,
DJ Style,
Lou Christie,
Eric Copeland,
Toni Rubio,
Oneida,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Halsall,
Flipper,
Terry Callier,
Zero Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
John Lydon,
AZ,
Eurythmics,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Barry Ungar,
Supertramp,
Zapp,
Morten Harket,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delon & Dalcan,
June of 44,
Sixth Finger,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo,
Albert Ayler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kas Product,
The Sound,
The Cure,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Techniques,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
CMW,
Derrick May,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Gladiators,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
The Zeros,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.