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 Kuwait and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nation of Ulysses to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 the Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Cal Tjader,
Jawbox,
Agitation Free,
Kurtis Blow,
Pagans,
Colin Newman,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Todd Terry,
Ornette Coleman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Smiths,
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Mars,
Graham Central Station,
Basic Channel,
Nik Kershaw,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Christie,
Freddie Wadling,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kerri Chandler,
Soulsonic Force,
Alphaville,
Smog,
The Stooges,
Mantronix,
Henry Cow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Martian,
Camouflage,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Traffic Nightmare,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Judy Mowatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Monks,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
The Walker Brothers,
Moby Grape,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantaleimon,
Barbara Tucker,
Sarah Menescal,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Soft Machine,
Theoretical Girls,
Brothers Johnson,
Godley & Creme,
10cc,
the Association,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.