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 Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Vladislav Delay to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Rites of Spring,
Ludus,
Delta 5,
New Age Steppers,
Curtis Mayfield,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Lynne,
Bootsy Collins,
Neil Young,
In Retrospect,
Masters at Work,
Lower 48,
Underground Resistance,
KRS-One,
Terrestrial Tones,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sonics,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quantec,
Todd Rundgren,
Television,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Harmonia,
the Human League,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Holt,
Flipper,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alphaville,
Fat Boys,
Bronski Beat,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
Q and Not U,
The Gories,
The Remains,
The Blackbyrds,
Aswad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wings,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
Quando Quango,
Motorama,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest,
OOIOO,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Country Teasers,
Deakin,
Rotary Connection,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.