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 Iran and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 The Angels of Light to the rock 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Skaos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Robert Hood,
Kaleidoscope,
Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The United States of America,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
UT,
Delon & Dalcan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marine Girls,
Max Romeo,
Lower 48,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Urselle,
PIL,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
Q and Not U,
Sonny Sharrock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cluster,
Public Enemy,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scion,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Vainqueur,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Human League,
The Last Poets,
F. McDonald,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
New York Dolls,
KRS-One,
Magazine,
Traffic Nightmare,
Adolescents,
The J.B.'s,
The Searchers,
Young Marble Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Das Ding,
Flash Fearless,
Popol Vuh,
Slick Rick,
Toni Rubio,
Whodini,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Subhumans,
The Litter,
cv313,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.