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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Clear Light to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sister Nancy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
The Trojans,
D'Angelo,
The Count Five,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
Delta 5,
The Toasters,
Derrick Morgan,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Don Cherry,
Warren Ellis,
Dave Gahan,
Oblivians,
Vladislav Delay,
Blake Baxter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The American Breed,
the Human League,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gong,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
The Birthday Party,
Jeru the Damaja,
U.S. Maple,
The Black Dice,
Skaos,
Clear Light,
FM Einheit,
Parry Music,
Theoretical Girls,
Television Personalities,
John Coltrane,
Newcleus,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Red Krayola,
Mandrill,
L. Decosne,
Talk Talk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
The United States of America,
Hot Snakes,
Maleditus Sound,
Groovy Waters,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
John Lydon,
the Germs,
Kurtis Blow,
Mad Mike,
Juan Atkins,
Bluetip,
The Last Poets,
Young Marble Giants,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.