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 Hungary and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the rock 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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heaven 17,
Dark Day,
Dawn Penn,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Absolute Body Control,
Todd Terry,
Negative Approach,
The Young Rascals,
The Buckinghams,
Cecil Taylor,
Aaron Thompson,
Pierre Henry,
The Saints,
Kayak,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
U.S. Maple,
The Invisible,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Blackbyrds,
China Crisis,
Althea and Donna,
CMW,
James White and The Blacks,
Stereo Dub,
ABBA,
the Swans,
Quantec,
Trumans Water,
Subhumans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
B.T. Express,
La Düsseldorf,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Basic Channel,
Harry Pussy,
New Age Steppers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
Von Mondo,
The Standells,
Chrome,
The Doors,
The Smoke,
These Immortal Souls,
The Cure,
PIL,
One Last Wish,
Nick Fraelich,
Pole,
Theoretical Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wally Richardson,
The Kinks,
Jandek,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.