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 Spain and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bluetip to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light 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?
Kerrie Biddell,
Patti Smith,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young,
The Real Kids,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantaleimon,
David Axelrod,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Rufus Thomas,
Oneida,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
China Crisis,
Bob Dylan,
The Electric Prunes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mantronix,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Wyatt,
R.M.O.,
Amazonics,
Alison Limerick,
Godley & Creme,
Lebanon Hanover,
Newcleus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Pretty Things,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
Minor Threat,
The Residents,
Black Moon,
Davy DMX,
Icehouse,
Connie Case,
X-102,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Gories,
Juan Atkins,
The Techniques,
Roxy Music,
Tears for Fears,
X-Ray Spex,
La Düsseldorf,
Nik Kershaw,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aswad,
Lakeside,
Brothers Johnson,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.