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 United States and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer 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 Rod Modell to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Enemy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Fluxion,
Peter & Gordon,
Derrick May,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aaron Thompson,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
Minnie Riperton,
Shoche,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Stooges,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Skatalites,
David Bowie,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sight & Sound,
The Selecter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Heaven 17,
Lalann,
The Index,
Pole,
Crash Course in Science,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Victims,
Fatback Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Japan,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
The Evens,
The Angels of Light,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke,
Stiv Bators,
Todd Rundgren,
Arthur Verocai,
Wasted Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scrapy,
Hot Snakes,
Swell Maps,
Shuggie Otis,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fad Gadget,
Yazoo,
Mo-Dettes,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
The Black Dice,
The Beau Brummels,
Ice-T,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
This Heat,
FM Einheit,
Electric Prunes,
Bluetip,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.