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 Bulgaria and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Adolescents to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Near,
Harmonia,
La Düsseldorf,
Fluxion,
Gichy Dan,
Arcadia,
The Cramps,
Make Up,
Cheater Slicks,
Whodini,
Organ,
Monolake,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Lower 48,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
LL Cool J,
Letta Mbulu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Faust,
Al Stewart,
Davy DMX,
Malaria!,
Shoche,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funkadelic,
The Fuzztones,
David Bowie,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Order,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
Infiniti,
Accadde A,
Isaac Hayes,
Procol Harum,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Trumans Water,
Mad Mike,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
The Gladiators,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Smiths,
The Last Poets,
Parry Music,
Minor Threat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.