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 Egypt and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 The United States of America to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Oblivians,
Gang of Four,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
Mary Jane Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jeff Lynne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Section 25,
Lucky Dragons,
Funkadelic,
The Index,
Das Ding,
Yazoo,
Marc Almond,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Quantec,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Fania All-Stars,
X-102,
The Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rekid,
Howard Jones,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Flesh Eaters,
10cc,
The Martian,
the Slits,
R.M.O.,
Yellowson,
Agent Orange,
Janne Schatter,
The Human League,
Quadrant,
Lakeside,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Skatalites,
The Doobie Brothers,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scientists,
Tubeway Army,
Davy DMX,
The J.B.'s,
Traffic Nightmare,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.