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 Armenia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Donald Fagen 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 Absolute Body Control to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fortunes,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ornette Coleman,
ABBA,
Bill Wells,
Amon Düül II,
Kas Product,
Echospace,
Sixth Finger,
Black Sheep,
Sarah Menescal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lungfish,
Panda Bear,
Brick,
Scan 7,
Supertramp,
The Litter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sam Rivers,
Derrick Morgan,
Sparks,
Excepter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
One Last Wish,
Roxette,
Jacques Brel,
Clear Light,
Q65,
Nik Kershaw,
Faust,
The Fugs,
The Fall,
the Soft Cell,
DJ Style,
Anthony Braxton,
Magma,
Minutemen,
Unwound,
Little Man,
The Five Americans,
Oblivians,
John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tommy Roe,
MC5,
Ten City,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tropical Tobacco,
cv313,
Rekid,
Simply Red,
Tim Buckley,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Unrelated Segments,
Bush Tetras,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.