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 Bulgaria and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Cowsills to the dance 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Crispy Ambulance,
Harry Pussy,
The Five Americans,
June Days,
The Monks,
Soft Cell,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camouflage,
The Birthday Party,
Excepter,
Moebius,
Technova,
Sister Nancy,
PIL,
Accadde A,
Interpol,
Funkadelic,
The Gladiators,
Minnie Riperton,
Tubeway Army,
Alice Coltrane,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Machine,
Maurizio,
The Index,
Amon Düül II,
Wolf Eyes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Girls At Our Best!,
Crooked Eye,
The Neon Judgement,
One Last Wish,
Marmalade,
The Wake,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Duran Duran,
Gregory Isaacs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Darondo,
Suburban Knight,
Urselle,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
The Toasters,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Moody Blues,
The Monochrome Set,
KRS-One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Sonics,
Jandek,
The Last Poets,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band.
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.