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 Namibia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Peter and Kerry to the punk 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 The Slackers. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
John Cale,
Robert Görl,
Minnie Riperton,
Audionom,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alison Limerick,
Michelle Simonal,
Aaron Thompson,
Section 25,
the Swans,
DJ Style,
PIL,
Infiniti,
Lebanon Hanover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wasted Youth,
The Gories,
Sun City Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Crash Course in Science,
the Slits,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
Bobby Byrd,
The Zeros,
The Divine Comedy,
Ponytail,
The Walker Brothers,
Nas,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
the Soft Cell,
Anthony Braxton,
Alphaville,
Wire,
Gong,
Davy DMX,
Maleditus Sound,
The Trojans,
The Saints,
Eden Ahbez,
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
Banda Bassotti,
Chrome,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
Dawn Penn,
The Searchers,
The Mummies,
Henry Cow,
The Names,
Niagra,
John Foxx,
The Wake,
Frankie Knuckles,
Brick,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.