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 Australia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Oneida to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
The Moody Blues,
Arthur Verocai,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fort Wilson Riot,
Television,
Das Ding,
Soul Sonic Force,
Los Fastidios,
Terrestrial Tones,
Amazonics,
Dave Gahan,
Bad Manners,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deadbeat,
Kenny Larkin,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxy Music,
Joensuu 1685,
John Lydon,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
Royal Trux,
Crooked Eye,
Alphaville,
Quadrant,
Barclay James Harvest,
Lou Christie,
Surgeon,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Flesh Eaters,
Agitation Free,
The Selecter,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Todd Terry,
Television Personalities,
The Knickerbockers,
John Holt,
Rakim,
Pere Ubu,
X-Ray Spex,
Aaron Thompson,
The Smiths,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scott Walker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed,
Masters at Work,
8 Eyed Spy,
Hashim,
The Offenders,
Massinfluence,
China Crisis,
Au Pairs,
Pagans,
The Saints,
Joy Division,
Scrapy,
June of 44,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.