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 Algeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Aaron Thompson to the rap 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy 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 clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
Porter Ricks,
The Names,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Al Stewart,
Slave,
Nick Fraelich,
David Axelrod,
The Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
Stereo Dub,
Eve St. Jones,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Hardrive,
Silicon Teens,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Unwound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neu!,
DJ Sneak,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Symarip,
Sun City Girls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Gories,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nik Kershaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fuzztones,
Barbara Tucker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Lydon,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
Carl Craig,
Scrapy,
Altered Images,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drive Like Jehu,
Henry Cow,
Massinfluence,
The Gladiators,
Bauhaus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joensuu 1685,
Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Minor Threat,
Barclay James Harvest,
Echospace,
Maleditus Sound,
Moss Icon,
Delon & Dalcan,
New York Dolls,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
Lucky Dragons,
Cymande,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.