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 Equatorial Guinea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Tom Verlaine 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 The Cowsills to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mo-Dettes,
Chris Corsano,
Monolake,
Organ,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Surgeon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Robert Wyatt,
Donald Byrd,
Intrusion,
The Happenings,
Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Flipper,
Brass Construction,
Slave,
Dual Sessions,
Chris & Cosey,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Wally Richardson,
Minutemen,
Banda Bassotti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Aural Exciters,
Juan Atkins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Adolescents,
Oneida,
Funky Four + One,
Index,
Dead Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul II Soul,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Kurtis Blow,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Blues Magoos,
The Mojo Men,
The J.B.'s,
The Dirtbombs,
Glenn Branca,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Livin' Joy,
Infiniti,
Con Funk Shun,
Erykah Badu,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Selecter,
Marmalade,
The Blackbyrds,
Jerry's Kids,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.