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 Bhutan and from Columbus.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Fad Gadget to the jazz 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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Blancmange,
The Trojans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Gun Club,
Freddie Wadling,
Reuben Wilson,
Lightning Bolt,
Model 500,
Lakeside,
Scion,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The New Christs,
Max Romeo,
Sällskapet,
Bill Wells,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gong,
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
Patti Smith,
the Germs,
Fela Kuti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slick Rick,
The Names,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minnie Riperton,
ABBA,
Dave Gahan,
Y Pants,
Nation of Ulysses,
Junior Murvin,
The Motions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gabor Szabo,
The Angels of Light,
The Happenings,
Man Eating Sloth,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Walker Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Soul II Soul,
Crooked Eye,
Quantec,
Gerry Rafferty,
Magazine,
Essential Logic,
Erasure,
The Toasters,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.