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 Peru and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jeff Lynne to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Fugazi,
Pet Shop Boys,
DNA,
Peter & Gordon,
Technova,
X-101,
The Slackers,
Yaz,
Charles Mingus,
Barrington Levy,
Gichy Dan,
The Durutti Column,
H. Thieme,
Althea and Donna,
The Pop Group,
Clear Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
the Normal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mo-Dettes,
The Happenings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pulsallama,
The Sound,
Chrome,
Grey Daturas,
ABBA,
Bill Wells,
MC5,
Ossler,
John Lydon,
Nirvana,
Tres Demented,
Nik Kershaw,
The Tremeloes,
Tubeway Army,
Joensuu 1685,
World's Most,
Skriet,
Patti Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
a-ha,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tropical Tobacco,
Outsiders,
Pussy Galore,
Unwound,
The Neon Judgement,
Marshall Jefferson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Eddi Front,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ornette Coleman,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.