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 Thailand and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Music Machine 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
JFA,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
The Blues Magoos,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Tremeloes,
Lower 48,
Heaven 17,
Animal Collective,
Rites of Spring,
Con Funk Shun,
Groovy Waters,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Trojans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wire,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Matthew Bourne,
Gerry Rafferty,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Ronan,
Roy Ayers,
Rapeman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Excepter,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rufus Thomas,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
Stereo Dub,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Von Mondo,
Subhumans,
Echospace,
Althea and Donna,
Gang Gang Dance,
Swans,
New York Dolls,
Pantaleimon,
the Human League,
Skriet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Audionom,
Newcleus,
Theoretical Girls,
The Grass Roots,
Carl Craig,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Blossom Toes,
Rod Modell,
The Raincoats,
Intrusion,
Jerry's Kids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Tubeway Army,
Qualms,
Duran Duran,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.