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 Mongolia and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin 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 clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
The Pop Group,
Mantronix,
Rotary Connection,
Porter Ricks,
Silicon Teens,
Chris & Cosey,
La Düsseldorf,
Toni Rubio,
Motorama,
The Remains,
Black Flag,
Connie Case,
Andrew Hill,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Supertramp,
Byron Stingily,
Radio Birdman,
Reagan Youth,
David Axelrod,
Icehouse,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jeff Mills,
Sam Rivers,
Easy Going,
New Order,
Vainqueur,
Ronnie Foster,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxette,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Blackbyrds,
The Count Five,
Wings,
The Durutti Column,
X-101,
Kool Moe Dee,
Angry Samoans,
The Moleskins,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Music Machine,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
Sly & The Family Stone,
John Foxx,
Matthew Bourne,
John Lydon,
Archie Shepp,
Marvin Gaye,
Subhumans,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
FM Einheit,
Alison Limerick,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.