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 Antigua and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Excepter 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Tears for Fears,
Faust,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Joensuu 1685,
Easy Going,
Rosa Yemen,
Don Cherry,
Tubeway Army,
Lyres,
Panda Bear,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wolf Eyes,
The Five Americans,
Laurel Aitken,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gun Club,
Gichy Dan,
Robert Wyatt,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cheater Slicks,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Section 25,
Joe Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Smooth,
Althea and Donna,
The Detroit Cobras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
Mo-Dettes,
X-Ray Spex,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rod Modell,
Lower 48,
Soft Machine,
Unwound,
The J.B.'s,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Whodini,
Blancmange,
Cybotron,
Andrew Hill,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Soft Cell,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Searchers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tomorrow,
Minnie Riperton,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Youth Brigade,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.