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 Madagascar and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 mellotron 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 Don Cherry to the disco 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & Metallica record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Procol Harum,
X-102,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Stockholm Monsters,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Music Machine,
Wings,
Quadrant,
Fugazi,
Sonic Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Von Mondo,
Intrusion,
Pantytec,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Josef K,
Metal Thangz,
The Wake,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skarface,
Ultra Naté,
Eddi Front,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Tears for Fears,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
The Blackbyrds,
Masters at Work,
The Monks,
Freddie Wadling,
The Black Dice,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amazonics,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Moebius,
The Smoke,
The Victims,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maurizio,
Subhumans,
Roxette,
Depeche Mode,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bob Dylan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gastr Del Sol,
The American Breed,
Babytalk,
Matthew Bourne,
Roxy Music,
Darondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.