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 Mauritius and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Boz Scaggs 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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Eurythmics,
The Golliwogs,
Chris & Cosey,
Arthur Verocai,
Tom Boy,
The Young Rascals,
Porter Ricks,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears,
Talk Talk,
The Remains,
Matthew Bourne,
Television Personalities,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kurtis Blow,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Gap Band,
Mandrill,
Bootsy Collins,
Delta 5,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Drexciya,
Surgeon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Isaac Hayes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Zeros,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
R.M.O.,
Youth Brigade,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Görl,
Jacob Miller,
Scott Walker,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Juan Atkins,
The Raincoats,
Procol Harum,
Nils Olav,
Black Moon,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
The Fugs,
Marmalade,
FM Einheit,
Agent Orange,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deepchord,
Sparks,
Magma,
Alice Coltrane,
Model 500,
The New Christs,
The Monochrome Set,
Main Source,
Kas Product,
The Angels of Light,
The Skatalites,
Jacques Brel,
Patti Smith,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.