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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Roxette to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Vainqueur,
Bizarre Inc.,
Suburban Knight,
Robert Hood,
Oblivians,
The Selecter,
One Last Wish,
Liliput,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
China Crisis,
The Five Americans,
The Smiths,
Stiv Bators,
Roger Hodgson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gap Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Stooges,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pere Ubu,
June of 44,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Spoonie Gee,
Half Japanese,
Fugazi,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Germs,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Rapeman,
Y Pants,
D'Angelo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hasil Adkins,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Gun Club,
Yellowson,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
Todd Rundgren,
E-Dancer,
Soft Cell,
Pylon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kayak,
Fear,
La Düsseldorf,
Joey Negro,
Tim Buckley,
Don Cherry,
Jandek,
Maleditus Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Whodini,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ohio Players,
Radiohead,
The Tremeloes,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.