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 Malaysia and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 linndrum 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 kango's stein massive to the jazz 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Drive Like Jehu,
Howard Jones,
Suburban Knight,
Yazoo,
R.M.O.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mad Mike,
Pagans,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neil Young,
Gregory Isaacs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soul II Soul,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
A Certain Ratio,
Technova,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jacques Brel,
The Cramps,
The Doobie Brothers,
Don Cherry,
The Human League,
Pulsallama,
Au Pairs,
Slave,
The Busters,
Aaron Thompson,
ABC,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Swans,
Gang Starr,
Intrusion,
Bobby Womack,
Skarface,
Scan 7,
Alton Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lou Reed,
Cymande,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dawn Penn,
Janne Schatter,
Minny Pops,
Nick Fraelich,
the Human League,
Yaz,
Max Romeo,
the Slits,
The Remains,
Stetsasonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gladiators,
Nik Kershaw,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.