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 France and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stetsasonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Graham Central Station,
The Gories,
Charles Mingus,
Marcia Griffiths,
Basic Channel,
Mars,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cybotron,
Royal Trux,
Minny Pops,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Leonard Cohen,
Lyres,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Soft Cell,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
Dual Sessions,
Ultravox,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Stooges,
Fela Kuti,
kango's stein massive,
John Foxx,
Sandy B,
Ossler,
The Sonics,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Cymande,
Glambeats Corp.,
DJ Sneak,
10cc,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
L. Decosne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
The Saints,
Television Personalities,
Roger Hodgson,
Reagan Youth,
One Last Wish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brand Nubian,
The Techniques,
The Trojans,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.