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 Poland and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Johannesburg.
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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fad Gadget to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Al Stewart,
Jandek,
Cal Tjader,
Slick Rick,
Rufus Thomas,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eli Mardock,
The Skatalites,
Terry Callier,
Steve Hackett,
Ronnie Foster,
PIL,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Alphaville,
Flipper,
R.M.O.,
Guru Guru,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Hill,
Matthew Bourne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tim Buckley,
T.S.O.L.,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joy Division,
Lakeside,
Moss Icon,
The Doors,
Hardrive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sonny Sharrock,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pylon,
Scan 7,
Maurizio,
Danielle Patucci,
Arab on Radar,
The Slits,
The Offenders,
Warsaw,
Country Teasers,
Scratch Acid,
CMW,
Wire,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
The Smoke,
Minnie Riperton,
Chris & Cosey,
Von Mondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.