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 Niger and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mad Mike to the jazz 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All In Retrospect tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Infiniti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Big Daddy Kane,
KRS-One,
The Skatalites,
Zero Boys,
Derrick May,
Aural Exciters,
Bobby Sherman,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Buzzcocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Dorothy Ashby,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scientists,
The Electric Prunes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Remains,
Eve St. Jones,
Cymande,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Trumans Water,
Black Flag,
Massinfluence,
Talk Talk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Minor Threat,
Peter & Gordon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nik Kershaw,
Pussy Galore,
Rod Modell,
The Pretty Things,
Matthew Bourne,
Skriet,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül II,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Pylon,
The Vogues,
X-102,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
David McCallum,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
Jawbox,
Barry Ungar,
PIL,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blancmange,
David Bowie,
JFA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aaron Thompson,
Terry Callier,
a-ha,
Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim, Rhythim Is Rhythim.
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.