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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba 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 Amon Düül to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The J.B.'s,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sparks,
The Sonics,
the Normal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland,
the Association,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Laurel Aitken,
KRS-One,
Gichy Dan,
Anthony Braxton,
Severed Heads,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
The Cowsills,
the Bar-Kays,
Thompson Twins,
Terry Callier,
Jeff Mills,
Index,
Joy Division,
Little Man,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
Fear,
Bobby Sherman,
Bob Dylan,
Neu!,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kool Moe Dee,
Harry Pussy,
Animal Collective,
K-Klass,
Sound Behaviour,
Anakelly,
Franke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
The Young Rascals,
Wasted Youth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Wire,
Dave Gahan,
John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Roy Ayers,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.