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 Thailand and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator 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 World's Most to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Amon Düül II,
David Bowie,
The Fire Engines,
Jacob Miller,
Sun Ra,
Bad Manners,
Audionom,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boredoms,
Rekid,
The Alarm Clocks,
Brothers Johnson,
Half Japanese,
The Smiths,
Agitation Free,
Harmonia,
Jerry's Kids,
Jeru the Damaja,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythm & Sound,
La Düsseldorf,
Sällskapet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dave Gahan,
Suicide,
Bootsy Collins,
Main Source,
The Busters,
Magazine,
John Lydon,
JFA,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Mills,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
OOIOO,
Minnie Riperton,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
Magma,
The Five Americans,
Soulsonic Force,
The Gladiators,
Chris & Cosey,
Roxy Music,
Pulsallama,
Marcia Griffiths,
X-102,
Michelle Simonal,
Television Personalities,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Robert Hood,
Stereo Dub,
The Fortunes,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bronski Beat,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.