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 Marshall Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Maleditus Sound,
Joy Division,
Skaos,
Lou Reed,
Popol Vuh,
Andrew Hill,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Divine Comedy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visage,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fad Gadget,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Aswad,
Infiniti,
Byron Stingily,
Make Up,
Aural Exciters,
Schoolly D,
Porter Ricks,
Jeru the Damaja,
EPMD,
The Gories,
Cheater Slicks,
Morten Harket,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roxy Music,
Tubeway Army,
Marc Almond,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Gregory Isaacs,
R.M.O.,
Monks,
the Normal,
The Birthday Party,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ronan,
Whodini,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Quadrant,
Harmonia,
the Human League,
Slave,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Supertramp,
D'Angelo,
Eric Copeland,
Flipper,
The Busters,
Iggy Pop,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June Days,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.