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 Australia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soul Sonic Force to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gerry Rafferty,
OOIOO,
Skriet,
AZ,
Danielle Patucci,
Agent Orange,
The Barracudas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sparks,
Organ,
Outsiders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hasil Adkins,
U.S. Maple,
Gregory Isaacs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Litter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Desert Stars,
The American Breed,
L. Decosne,
Freddie Wadling,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lindisfarne,
Swell Maps,
Arab on Radar,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxy Music,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
Saccharine Trust,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
John Holt,
Unwound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
DJ Sneak,
Infiniti,
Aswad,
Basic Channel,
Todd Terry,
Wings,
Ronnie Foster,
Max Romeo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cameo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dawn Penn,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Junior Murvin,
Jerry's Kids,
The Invisible,
Heaven 17,
Henry Cow,
The Standells,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.