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 Nauru and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Buckinghams to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a D'Angelo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Robert Görl,
the Soft Cell,
Blancmange,
The Neon Judgement,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
UT,
Darondo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thee Headcoats,
Quantec,
Soft Cell,
The Velvet Underground,
Thompson Twins,
EPMD,
Piero Umiliani,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soulsonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Wally Richardson,
Nik Kershaw,
Aswad,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Saints,
Eli Mardock,
Half Japanese,
Stetsasonic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Kurtis Blow,
Ten City,
Pierre Henry,
Reagan Youth,
Albert Ayler,
Dead Boys,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Pop Group,
Monolake,
Terry Callier,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tim Buckley,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
A Certain Ratio,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bill Wells,
Nirvana,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Alton Ellis,
Agitation Free,
10cc,
The Human League,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.