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 Iceland and from Manchester.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Dice to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Newcleus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
David Axelrod,
Michelle Simonal,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Scion,
Second Layer,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
Sight & Sound,
Easy Going,
Magma,
Tom Boy,
X-101,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gladiators,
Peter and Kerry,
Echospace,
Oneida,
Barry Ungar,
Mad Mike,
Main Source,
The Divine Comedy,
Unwound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sound Behaviour,
The Happenings,
The Raincoats,
Swans,
Goldenarms,
New York Dolls,
Scratch Acid,
MC5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Grass Roots,
Morten Harket,
Angry Samoans,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aswad,
The Motions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quantec,
Roxy Music,
Hot Snakes,
Von Mondo,
Gang of Four,
Kerri Chandler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.