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 Zimbabwe and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 Lou Reed to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Eric Copeland tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mantronix record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
FM Einheit,
Magazine,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wolf Eyes,
Faust,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Zapp,
Soul II Soul,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
48th St. Collective,
In Retrospect,
Average White Band,
KRS-One,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker,
Stereo Dub,
Bluetip,
K-Klass,
Deepchord,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scion,
New Order,
Von Mondo,
Albert Ayler,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ludus,
Nils Olav,
X-101,
Mandrill,
Lindisfarne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Warsaw,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Scientists,
The Busters,
Monks,
Marvin Gaye,
The American Breed,
Nico,
Fear,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wire,
James White and The Blacks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bobby Womack,
T.S.O.L.,
Minny Pops,
the Swans,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.