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 Vanuatu and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Barclay James Harvest 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a This Heat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Wire,
Lightning Bolt,
Scott Walker,
Tom Boy,
Lou Christie,
Malaria!,
Fear,
PIL,
Porter Ricks,
Rufus Thomas,
the Association,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Echospace,
Roxy Music,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Mr. Review,
The Gap Band,
The Misunderstood,
Absolute Body Control,
Procol Harum,
DJ Sneak,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Don Cherry,
Lakeside,
Patti Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rosa Yemen,
Audionom,
Soul Sonic Force,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
E-Dancer,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nas,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Hashim,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sight & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Animal Collective,
Erasure,
Ultravox,
Symarip,
Fela Kuti,
Index,
Excepter,
Eden Ahbez,
The Durutti Column,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.