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 Honduras and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 Jeff Mills to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
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,
Oneida,
Brand Nubian,
Mo-Dettes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Remains,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Techniques,
Amon Düül II,
Bob Dylan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
Echospace,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
Fear,
Fatback Band,
Fad Gadget,
Animal Collective,
Black Flag,
Black Pus,
New Age Steppers,
The Blackbyrds,
Funkadelic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Reagan Youth,
Tres Demented,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Joyce Sims,
Bad Manners,
Quantec,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wally Richardson,
New Order,
New York Dolls,
Clear Light,
Bobby Byrd,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Neil Young,
Subhumans,
Deakin,
Thompson Twins,
Nils Olav,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultra Naté,
Angry Samoans,
Rapeman,
Letta Mbulu,
Grandmaster Flash,
In Retrospect,
Avey Tare,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Parry Music,
Delta 5,
Danielle Patucci,
Ponytail,
Marmalade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.