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 Gabon and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the linndrum 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 funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kas Product,
Laurel Aitken,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Animal Collective,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Joe Finger,
Essential Logic,
The Tremeloes,
Rekid,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Moon,
Judy Mowatt,
Maurizio,
Reuben Wilson,
X-102,
Nik Kershaw,
Cal Tjader,
Cameo,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
The Searchers,
Porter Ricks,
Roxette,
Lou Christie,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Underground Resistance,
Spoonie Gee,
The Busters,
Tres Demented,
Popol Vuh,
Bronski Beat,
Index,
Matthew Halsall,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Bill Wells,
Danielle Patucci,
The Fall,
Bobby Byrd,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dark Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Shuggie Otis,
The Neon Judgement,
China Crisis,
Vainqueur,
The Grass Roots,
The Move,
Janne Schatter,
DNA,
Minny Pops,
The Young Rascals,
Ossler,
The Buckinghams,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.