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 Qatar and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sixth Finger to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Joe Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun Ra,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cymande,
Chris Corsano,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
Interpol,
Agitation Free,
Funky Four + One,
Jimmy McGriff,
H. Thieme,
PIL,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Smoke,
Moby Grape,
Janne Schatter,
June Days,
Ronnie Foster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brick,
Jacques Brel,
Joey Negro,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Five Americans,
Fear,
K-Klass,
The Young Rascals,
Clear Light,
Minnie Riperton,
Junior Murvin,
Minutemen,
Lyres,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Bananas,
Hardrive,
The Walker Brothers,
Sam Rivers,
Idris Muhammad,
Niagra,
Quantec,
Ornette Coleman,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sexual Harrassment,
Swell Maps,
The Move,
Barclay James Harvest,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Zeros,
New York Dolls,
ABC,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.