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 Singapore and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sexual Harrassment to the electroclash 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Jeru the Damaja,
Mission of Burma,
Icehouse,
Mo-Dettes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Joensuu 1685,
Intrusion,
Sandy B,
the Swans,
The Music Machine,
A Certain Ratio,
Can,
Sugar Minott,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Kinks,
Livin' Joy,
Heaven 17,
The Gladiators,
X-102,
Monks,
Shuggie Otis,
Procol Harum,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sound,
Au Pairs,
Darondo,
Glenn Branca,
D'Angelo,
kango's stein massive,
Fad Gadget,
Fat Boys,
the Human League,
Soulsonic Force,
Alison Limerick,
Little Man,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funky Four + One,
Bauhaus,
Hardrive,
Silicon Teens,
Severed Heads,
OOIOO,
The Velvet Underground,
Cheater Slicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doors,
Gang Starr,
10cc,
Main Source,
The Smoke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Dave Gahan,
Al Stewart,
Tomorrow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Los Fastidios,
Neu!,
Roy Ayers,
Gichy Dan,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.