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 Cyprus and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Interpol to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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?
D'Angelo,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Infiniti,
Reuben Wilson,
Harmonia,
Lakeside,
Junior Murvin,
Arthur Verocai,
Don Cherry,
Barbara Tucker,
the Human League,
Eurythmics,
Soft Machine,
The Victims,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mark Hollis,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxy Music,
Nils Olav,
Thompson Twins,
Reagan Youth,
Neil Young,
Deadbeat,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jawbox,
Roger Hodgson,
The Leaves,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Modern Lovers,
Outsiders,
Model 500,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sixth Finger,
The Count Five,
Cameo,
Spandau Ballet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boogie Down Productions,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scratch Acid,
Japan,
Minnie Riperton,
Section 25,
the Bar-Kays,
Rosa Yemen,
Eve St. Jones,
Cybotron,
Livin' Joy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
David Bowie,
Vladislav Delay,
Pierre Henry,
The Monochrome Set,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Idris Muhammad,
The New Christs,
Henry Cow,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.