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 Tonga and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Laurel Aitken to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
The Associates,
Soul II Soul,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Blake Baxter,
Parry Music,
Pole,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABC,
Lalann,
Crash Course in Science,
Circle Jerks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amazonics,
Al Stewart,
James White and The Blacks,
Jacob Miller,
X-102,
Lower 48,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Tubeway Army,
Kerri Chandler,
Piero Umiliani,
Cecil Taylor,
Colin Newman,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
Cluster,
Hasil Adkins,
K-Klass,
Sonic Youth,
Unrelated Segments,
Spandau Ballet,
Zero Boys,
The Modern Lovers,
The Buckinghams,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cowsills,
H. Thieme,
Graham Central Station,
Newcleus,
Gong,
The Birthday Party,
Soft Machine,
Godley & Creme,
Alison Limerick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kaleidoscope,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ralphi Rosario,
New York Dolls,
Lakeside,
Negative Approach,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.