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 Djibouti and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Lyon and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Human League to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Christie,
Sun City Girls,
Mad Mike,
Quando Quango,
The Victims,
David Axelrod,
Man Parrish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bronski Beat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Searchers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Guru Guru,
The New Christs,
Skarface,
Lou Reed,
Main Source,
Don Cherry,
The Motions,
Tommy Roe,
The Dirtbombs,
Ituana,
JFA,
The Birthday Party,
Pantaleimon,
The Litter,
Soft Machine,
Tropical Tobacco,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
CMW,
Crispian St. Peters,
Surgeon,
Quadrant,
Moebius,
Black Moon,
La Düsseldorf,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
X-101,
New York Dolls,
The Remains,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Bananas,
The Mummies,
Altered Images,
Model 500,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gun Club,
Donald Byrd,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Popol Vuh,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Silicon Teens,
Throbbing Gristle,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Velvet Underground,
Make Up,
Interpol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.