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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Pharoah Sanders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scientists. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish 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 rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
In Retrospect,
The Birthday Party,
Malaria!,
Nik Kershaw,
Alphaville,
Supertramp,
Don Cherry,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barry Ungar,
Junior Murvin,
The Fire Engines,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick May,
Dawn Penn,
The Moody Blues,
This Heat,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Machine,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Gang Gang Dance,
Joensuu 1685,
Mark Hollis,
DJ Style,
Pulsallama,
Scratch Acid,
Los Fastidios,
the Fania All-Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Marvin Gaye,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Electric Prunes,
The Divine Comedy,
Warsaw,
Au Pairs,
New Age Steppers,
Interpol,
Kerrie Biddell,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
The Human League,
Underground Resistance,
Lalann,
The Zeros,
Amon Düül,
EPMD,
Jacques Brel,
The Stooges,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Association,
The Golliwogs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joey Negro,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
Essential Logic,
Max Romeo,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.