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 Argentina and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Neil Young to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 A Certain Ratio. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
The Raincoats,
Schoolly D,
Minnie Riperton,
Newcleus,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Rufus Thomas,
T. Rex,
Ronan,
The Offenders,
Maurizio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heaven 17,
Easy Going,
Crooked Eye,
Ituana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Urselle,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Kas Product,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Mr. Review,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Rundgren,
Accadde A,
Fat Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
Ossler,
Ronnie Foster,
Yazoo,
Eden Ahbez,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Trumans Water,
Bang On A Can,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Howard Jones,
One Last Wish,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.