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 Taiwan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Dead Boys,
Von Mondo,
The Pretty Things,
Ituana,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Animal Collective,
The Slits,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Vogues,
Unwound,
Nik Kershaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deakin,
Radiopuhelimet,
Faraquet,
The Beau Brummels,
Jeff Lynne,
Flamin' Groovies,
Johnny Clarke,
Television Personalities,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
The Seeds,
the Fania All-Stars,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Godley & Creme,
Nico,
Visage,
Jacob Miller,
Scratch Acid,
Model 500,
Schoolly D,
The Barracudas,
Fela Kuti,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Howard Jones,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
New Order,
Ten City,
The Music Machine,
David Bowie,
Andrew Hill,
Organ,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül II,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Holt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The J.B.'s,
Colin Newman,
Man Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Kas Product,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Slackers,
Newcleus,
The Names,
Junior Murvin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.