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 San Marino and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dawn Penn to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hasil Adkins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fatback Band,
China Crisis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Talk Talk,
Pylon,
Aloha Tigers,
Pole,
The Human League,
Urselle,
Toni Rubio,
Tomorrow,
The Birthday Party,
Rekid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ronan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mars,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tears for Fears,
B.T. Express,
Gil Scott Heron,
U.S. Maple,
World's Most,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Cure,
New Order,
Sandy B,
Lou Christie,
Surgeon,
Eddi Front,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joe Smooth,
Kenny Larkin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Dave Gahan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fad Gadget,
Gerry Rafferty,
Massinfluence,
Magazine,
KRS-One,
The Gun Club,
DNA,
The Wake,
The Tremeloes,
Soul II Soul,
Unwound,
The Dirtbombs,
Minor Threat,
The Velvet Underground,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Severed Heads,
Motorama,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jandek,
Fat Boys,
Pagans,
Swans,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.