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 Namibia and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Youth Brigade to the grunge 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cheater Slicks,
Aural Exciters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The J.B.'s,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Iggy Pop,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The American Breed,
Yaz,
LL Cool J,
Dual Sessions,
Massinfluence,
DJ Style,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stiv Bators,
MC5,
E-Dancer,
cv313,
R.M.O.,
Amon Düül II,
Soul II Soul,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
Schoolly D,
New Age Steppers,
The Neon Judgement,
Fatback Band,
Stereo Dub,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
UT,
Nirvana,
The Smiths,
the Normal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Residents,
CMW,
The Real Kids,
Franke,
Lou Reed,
The Zeros,
Unrelated Segments,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bauhaus,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gong,
Con Funk Shun,
Sonic Youth,
Skaos,
The Cowsills,
Rosa Yemen,
The Buckinghams,
Whodini,
Pierre Henry,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
Quadrant,
T.S.O.L.,
New Order,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.