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 Greece and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alison Limerick to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Agitation Free tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Moon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Moody Blues,
Joy Division,
Franke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul Sonic Force,
U.S. Maple,
New Age Steppers,
Lower 48,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Barracudas,
Jandek,
Goldenarms,
Tubeway Army,
Lungfish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lucky Dragons,
Joey Negro,
the Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Au Pairs,
Grey Daturas,
Godley & Creme,
Wings,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
Ten City,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Massinfluence,
Ultimate Spinach,
Urselle,
Fat Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
The Buckinghams,
Zapp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Moebius,
Erasure,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Moleskins,
JFA,
Second Layer,
Roxy Music,
Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arab on Radar,
Boredoms,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Babytalk,
Fugazi,
Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag, Black Flag.
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.