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 Panama and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blackbyrds to the funk 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Funky Four + One,
The Real Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Knickerbockers,
Oblivians,
The Young Rascals,
Con Funk Shun,
The Residents,
Eli Mardock,
The Music Machine,
CMW,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Flag,
Mars,
Can,
The Zeros,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Copeland,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tropical Tobacco,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeff Lynne,
Hashim,
Inner City,
Silicon Teens,
Anakelly,
X-Ray Spex,
Amon Düül II,
Harmonia,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Peter and Kerry,
Public Enemy,
Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Faust,
Scientists,
Model 500,
Arcadia,
Dennis Brown,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul II Soul,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Radio Birdman,
Oneida,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Maleditus Sound,
The Fortunes,
The Birthday Party,
Joe Finger,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.