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 Libya and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Swans,
Thee Headcoats,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Graham Central Station,
Laurel Aitken,
Aloha Tigers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Second Layer,
OOIOO,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Lynne,
David Bowie,
Frankie Knuckles,
DNA,
Barclay James Harvest,
Throbbing Gristle,
ABC,
Joe Smooth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
LL Cool J,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Happenings,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deepchord,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
The Cramps,
X-Ray Spex,
The Wake,
The Victims,
Zapp,
Pantaleimon,
Accadde A,
Rosa Yemen,
The Mojo Men,
Icehouse,
Marine Girls,
Rod Modell,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Moon,
Man Parrish,
Technova,
Johnny Osbourne,
Harry Pussy,
Wire,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Skarface,
The Motions,
Crooked Eye,
Drexciya,
the Association,
Sparks,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.