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 Afghanistan and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Bobby Byrd to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
EPMD,
Roy Ayers,
New Age Steppers,
Aaron Thompson,
Model 500,
The Raincoats,
New Order,
Clear Light,
The Associates,
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
T.S.O.L.,
Cluster,
Stetsasonic,
The Martian,
Intrusion,
Radiohead,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Cramps,
F. McDonald,
X-101,
Man Eating Sloth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Don Cherry,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Funkadelic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fluxion,
Piero Umiliani,
K-Klass,
John Holt,
Tears for Fears,
MC5,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lakeside,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Alarm Clocks,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Al Stewart,
Black Pus,
Pulsallama,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
Television,
Black Sheep,
the Fania All-Stars,
Harmonia,
Rhythm & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
Brick,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.