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 Kosovo and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Robert Palmer 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 Mars to the rock 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Can,
Jeru the Damaja,
Massinfluence,
Arcadia,
Scott Walker,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun City Girls,
Ronan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Busters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kerri Chandler,
Mark Hollis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stetsasonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Altered Images,
Aural Exciters,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dave Gahan,
Lungfish,
Niagra,
Intrusion,
CMW,
The Offenders,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Smooth,
DJ Style,
MC5,
Simply Red,
Slave,
New Age Steppers,
Television Personalities,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sound,
Johnny Clarke,
the Human League,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thompson Twins,
DJ Sneak,
The Searchers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pantytec,
Moby Grape,
Lalann,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
Gong,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.