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 Luxembourg and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Cowsills to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arab on Radar. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Bobby Sherman,
Urselle,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cowsills,
Sällskapet,
Groovy Waters,
the Germs,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gladiators,
Danielle Patucci,
Public Enemy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Henry Cow,
The Star Department,
48th St. Collective,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stereo Dub,
Flash Fearless,
Faust,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
Nation of Ulysses,
Royal Trux,
Excepter,
Negative Approach,
Smog,
Visage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scientists,
Harmonia,
DJ Style,
The Skatalites,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Fuzztones,
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Interpol,
Howard Jones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cymande,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hot Snakes,
The Misunderstood,
Inner City,
Black Sheep,
Donald Byrd,
Soulsonic Force,
Amon Düül II,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
Kenny Larkin,
The Five Americans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Q65,
Sister Nancy,
Connie Case,
Moby Grape,
Subhumans,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.