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 Togo and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Duran Duran to the grime 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fad Gadget,
Big Daddy Kane,
Andrew Hill,
The Tremeloes,
Piero Umiliani,
MDC,
The United States of America,
Lalann,
It's A Beautiful Day,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Sex Pistols,
Flash Fearless,
10cc,
Ludus,
John Lydon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Slackers,
The Busters,
Dawn Penn,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Toni Rubio,
The Vogues,
China Crisis,
The Doobie Brothers,
MC5,
The Count Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Association,
Masters at Work,
Can,
Silicon Teens,
Bobby Sherman,
Mars,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
Nirvana,
Aaron Thompson,
Blossom Toes,
Supertramp,
Aswad,
Roxy Music,
Swans,
The Evens,
Ituana,
The Invisible,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Normal,
Camberwell Now,
Make Up,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
H. Thieme,
Talk Talk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Avey Tare,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.