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 Israel and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Harpers Bizarre to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage,
Dave Gahan,
Pet Shop Boys,
Neu!,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Letta Mbulu,
Barbara Tucker,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Barry Ungar,
Fad Gadget,
Theoretical Girls,
The Searchers,
The Trojans,
Faust,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Au Pairs,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
The Moleskins,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wolf Eyes,
B.T. Express,
D'Angelo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Bar-Kays,
Yusef Lateef,
Radiopuhelimet,
Young Marble Giants,
Sugar Minott,
The Smiths,
The Index,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Star Department,
Danielle Patucci,
Monolake,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
the Soft Cell,
X-102,
Brick,
The Real Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Bronski Beat,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
The Evens,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.