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 Mexico and from Houston.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 guitar 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 Althea and Donna to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ludus,
Bootsy Collins,
Soft Cell,
kango's stein massive,
Kerri Chandler,
The Busters,
Organ,
Moby Grape,
Tears for Fears,
Blancmange,
Tropical Tobacco,
U.S. Maple,
The Neon Judgement,
Agitation Free,
The Mummies,
The Monochrome Set,
Juan Atkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Fear,
Tomorrow,
Scrapy,
Heaven 17,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
Faust,
Flash Fearless,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
Youth Brigade,
Black Moon,
The Zeros,
The Slits,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soulsonic Force,
Iggy Pop,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eric Dolphy,
Eve St. Jones,
Kas Product,
a-ha,
The Gap Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Hot Snakes,
Eli Mardock,
Ituana,
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
The Selecter,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
The Standells,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Popol Vuh,
Lungfish,
EPMD,
Scott Walker,
the Human League,
Bill Near,
Skriet,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.