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 Vanuatu 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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Panda Bear to the rock 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tubeway Army,
Michelle Simonal,
Joy Division,
The Velvet Underground,
Parry Music,
Masters at Work,
Zapp,
The Last Poets,
Sound Behaviour,
John Lydon,
The Beau Brummels,
Soul Sonic Force,
Josef K,
Max Romeo,
Crooked Eye,
Pantytec,
Khruangbin,
Cybotron,
Flash Fearless,
The Names,
Silicon Teens,
Metal Thangz,
Piero Umiliani,
John Cale,
The Gap Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Cure,
Theoretical Girls,
Little Man,
Throbbing Gristle,
Quantec,
the Soft Cell,
Pharoah Sanders,
Agitation Free,
Rosa Yemen,
Gil Scott Heron,
F. McDonald,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
AZ,
Jesper Dahlback,
Inner City,
Skaos,
T.S.O.L.,
Ituana,
The Zeros,
Infiniti,
Shuggie Otis,
Vainqueur,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Simply Red,
R.M.O.,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Nils Olav,
Babytalk,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Althea and Donna,
the Association,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.