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 Bahamas and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 linndrum 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 Q and Not U to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Morten Harket,
Parry Music,
Eve St. Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Porter Ricks,
Youth Brigade,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donny Hathaway,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skriet,
Spoonie Gee,
Man Parrish,
Alphaville,
Inner City,
Tubeway Army,
One Last Wish,
The Velvet Underground,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The United States of America,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oneida,
Piero Umiliani,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Wake,
The Durutti Column,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül II,
Frankie Knuckles,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
New York Dolls,
Pulsallama,
Colin Newman,
Ituana,
Buzzcocks,
Byron Stingily,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Robert Wyatt,
The Golliwogs,
Leonard Cohen,
The Black Dice,
Cal Tjader,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eric Dolphy,
Intrusion,
the Swans,
Connie Case,
Marine Girls,
Cameo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Stockholm Monsters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.