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 Vietnam and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Ronan to the disco 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Cale,
Skaos,
Sam Rivers,
Mandrill,
Terry Callier,
Con Funk Shun,
Dead Boys,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
Flipper,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Procol Harum,
the Bar-Kays,
The Residents,
Chris & Cosey,
The Selecter,
Spoonie Gee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Birthday Party,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
The Index,
Sex Pistols,
The United States of America,
Black Pus,
Blossom Toes,
Fatback Band,
Letta Mbulu,
EPMD,
Pierre Henry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Q and Not U,
Tropical Tobacco,
Inner City,
Scrapy,
Toni Rubio,
Bronski Beat,
Vainqueur,
Agent Orange,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brick,
DNA,
Black Flag,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
John Foxx,
Peter & Gordon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Supertramp,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gap Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.