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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Neu! to the punk 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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oppenheimer Analysis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
Nico,
Thee Headcoats,
The Golliwogs,
Infiniti,
Throbbing Gristle,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Oneida,
The Moleskins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Blake Baxter,
Whodini,
The Searchers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Donald Byrd,
Prince Buster,
Au Pairs,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Sherman,
Max Romeo,
Essential Logic,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Womack,
Scott Walker,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DNA,
Silicon Teens,
Cheater Slicks,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
Brand Nubian,
Joy Division,
Slick Rick,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Almond,
Absolute Body Control,
The Invisible,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young,
The Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Junior Murvin,
Fela Kuti,
Tres Demented,
Stetsasonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Simply Red,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
kango's stein massive,
Arcadia,
Andrew Hill,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Martian,
The Cure,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.