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 Solomon Islands and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 Gang of Four to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams 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 clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
Kenny Larkin,
Jesper Dahlback,
Piero Umiliani,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Seeds,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Nirvana,
Silicon Teens,
Bad Manners,
Minny Pops,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Khruangbin,
Donny Hathaway,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
Arab on Radar,
The Smoke,
The Cure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Funkadelic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy Collins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sarah Menescal,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Blake Baxter,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur,
Half Japanese,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
Andrew Hill,
Derrick Morgan,
Scratch Acid,
Franke,
New York Dolls,
The Five Americans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Germs,
Amon Düül II,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
The Birthday Party,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.