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 Brazil and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield 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 rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Schoolly D,
Fela Kuti,
Unwound,
Fad Gadget,
Pantaleimon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tom Boy,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sarah Menescal,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gichy Dan,
Hoover,
The Leaves,
The Names,
Ohio Players,
Crash Course in Science,
Moss Icon,
Second Layer,
Iggy Pop,
Accadde A,
The Last Poets,
Soul Sonic Force,
Scion,
Bill Wells,
The Black Dice,
Intrusion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Goldenarms,
Motorama,
Scientists,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Blancmange,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Spandau Ballet,
Nation of Ulysses,
Robert Hood,
Stereo Dub,
Stockholm Monsters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
FM Einheit,
Con Funk Shun,
Ice-T,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wolf Eyes,
Fugazi,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Gladiators,
Outsiders,
Albert Ayler,
Loose Ends,
Deadbeat,
The Fugs,
Adolescents,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.