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 Nigeria and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 oboe 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 Ituana to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Near,
The Slits,
Idris Muhammad,
The J.B.'s,
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
Tres Demented,
Swans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Stiv Bators,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Wells,
The Skatalites,
Adolescents,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare,
David Axelrod,
The Techniques,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jawbox,
The Cowsills,
Negative Approach,
The Real Kids,
Moss Icon,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
These Immortal Souls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Babytalk,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Davy DMX,
Alton Ellis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Darondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Marc Almond,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fugs,
Country Teasers,
The Associates,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Derrick Morgan,
Gang Starr,
Marine Girls,
Josef K,
Girls At Our Best!,
Von Mondo,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Neon Judgement,
Au Pairs,
Little Man,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
D'Angelo,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lower 48,
Duran Duran,
Slave,
Harry Pussy,
Freddie Wadling,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.