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 Vanuatu and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Suburban Knight to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Absolute Body Control record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Average White Band,
Circle Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
Pantaleimon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Section 25,
Jandek,
Peter and Kerry,
cv313,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Walker Brothers,
Severed Heads,
Bill Near,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wasted Youth,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Monks,
DNA,
Ronnie Foster,
Sister Nancy,
Todd Rundgren,
Wally Richardson,
Magma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Index,
Can,
Inner City,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
Juan Atkins,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gong,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joyce Sims,
Josef K,
The Golliwogs,
Dark Day,
Ohio Players,
Wolf Eyes,
The Pretty Things,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Reuben Wilson,
Ituana,
Brothers Johnson,
Shuggie Otis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Steve Hackett,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
Scrapy,
The Tremeloes,
Basic Channel,
The Kinks,
Parry Music,
These Immortal Souls,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.