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 Ukraine and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Tokyo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All The Victims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Evens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Busters,
Niagra,
Hoover,
Interpol,
New Order,
Iggy Pop,
In Retrospect,
Sight & Sound,
Subhumans,
Flipper,
Popol Vuh,
Neil Young,
Franke,
Mo-Dettes,
Maurizio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rotary Connection,
Black Bananas,
Aloha Tigers,
The New Christs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
kango's stein massive,
Howard Jones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Visage,
Amon Düül,
Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
Arab on Radar,
The Evens,
EPMD,
Audionom,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cymande,
Spoonie Gee,
The Beau Brummels,
Amon Düül II,
Henry Cow,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Spandau Ballet,
OOIOO,
Moebius,
Tres Demented,
Pantytec,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Piero Umiliani,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pagans,
Pere Ubu,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.