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 Benin and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Donald Fagen 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 Stetsasonic to the electroclash 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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Red Krayola,
The American Breed,
Roger Hodgson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kurtis Blow,
Brass Construction,
Newcleus,
Das Ding,
Dennis Brown,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kool Moe Dee,
PIL,
Morten Harket,
Country Teasers,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Flag,
David Axelrod,
Drexciya,
The Smoke,
Alison Limerick,
Marcia Griffiths,
Johnny Clarke,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sugar Minott,
The Durutti Column,
Harry Pussy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Archie Shepp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Neil Young,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Fire Engines,
Nico,
DJ Sneak,
Beasts of Bourbon,
kango's stein massive,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neu!,
Matthew Bourne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Moon,
The Human League,
The Fuzztones,
Agitation Free,
Ronan,
Sound Behaviour,
Flipper,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.