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 South Africa and from Tehran.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Walker Brothers to the grime 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pierre Henry,
Maleditus Sound,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sixth Finger,
Donny Hathaway,
Amon Düül II,
Gang Starr,
R.M.O.,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Rundgren,
Yellowson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The J.B.'s,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Darondo,
Graham Central Station,
Cameo,
the Swans,
The Grass Roots,
Shuggie Otis,
Pussy Galore,
The Star Department,
Minutemen,
Make Up,
Moss Icon,
Brothers Johnson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lou Reed,
Nils Olav,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Reagan Youth,
Yaz,
Patti Smith,
Kaleidoscope,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Technova,
The Fuzztones,
Television,
Silicon Teens,
AZ,
Howard Jones,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Trumans Water,
Jeff Lynne,
Quando Quango,
Mission of Burma,
Angry Samoans,
Minny Pops,
Mr. Review,
Susan Cadogan,
A Certain Ratio,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül,
Ultravox,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.