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 Barbados and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sister Nancy to the disco 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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Dawn Penn,
Zero Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Spandau Ballet,
China Crisis,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Half Japanese,
The Barracudas,
The Real Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Human League,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
John Lydon,
Underground Resistance,
Jandek,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Simply Red,
Frankie Knuckles,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
These Immortal Souls,
One Last Wish,
Aswad,
Roxy Music,
The Index,
ABC,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scientists,
Mark Hollis,
The Gories,
X-102,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantaleimon,
Circle Jerks,
Skriet,
The Slits,
James White and The Blacks,
Liliput,
Erasure,
Can,
Sister Nancy,
Black Flag,
Hoover,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
Steve Hackett,
Unrelated Segments,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.