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 Argentina and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 theremin 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 Das Ding to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Dead Boys,
Hashim,
Dorothy Ashby,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Prunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
PIL,
Joy Division,
Hardrive,
Smog,
Nils Olav,
The Happenings,
Davy DMX,
Gichy Dan,
Technova,
Clear Light,
K-Klass,
Althea and Donna,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Anakelly,
Mandrill,
Morten Harket,
Lightning Bolt,
Sister Nancy,
the Normal,
Cecil Taylor,
Chris Corsano,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Letta Mbulu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Basic Channel,
The Barracudas,
In Retrospect,
Barry Ungar,
Henry Cow,
the Slits,
Nik Kershaw,
The Walker Brothers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Yazoo,
Lower 48,
The Blackbyrds,
Desert Stars,
R.M.O.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Flag,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fortunes,
Colin Newman,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Nirvana,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Godley & Creme,
Reagan Youth,
Toni Rubio,
The Electric Prunes,
Average White Band,
Stiv Bators,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.