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 St Kitts & Nevis 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gong to the techno 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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Can,
Roxette,
Camouflage,
Young Marble Giants,
Barry Ungar,
Technova,
Maleditus Sound,
The Modern Lovers,
Rapeman,
The Red Krayola,
Jandek,
Sixth Finger,
Yellowson,
David Bowie,
Little Man,
Main Source,
Bizarre Inc.,
F. McDonald,
Essential Logic,
Minor Threat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Piero Umiliani,
Blake Baxter,
Marmalade,
Audionom,
Surgeon,
The Fire Engines,
Arab on Radar,
A Certain Ratio,
Bob Dylan,
Subhumans,
The Saints,
Vladislav Delay,
Dual Sessions,
The Pretty Things,
Crime,
La Düsseldorf,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
cv313,
The Selecter,
Rekid,
Girls At Our Best!,
Negative Approach,
Henry Cow,
KRS-One,
Gang Starr,
Amon Düül,
Barbara Tucker,
Soft Machine,
Warsaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mandrill,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scan 7,
Eddi Front,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Darondo,
Parry Music,
The Names,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.