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 Guyana and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 linndrum 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 Deadbeat to the punk 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Mo-Dettes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Litter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Kurtis Blow,
Aloha Tigers,
Piero Umiliani,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sonics,
The Star Department,
DJ Style,
The Red Krayola,
Dennis Brown,
Masters at Work,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Second Layer,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
The Slackers,
Lower 48,
Moss Icon,
The Smoke,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smiths,
Animal Collective,
Eric Dolphy,
Qualms,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radio Birdman,
Ten City,
The Mummies,
the Normal,
Flash Fearless,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eve St. Jones,
New York Dolls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Howard Jones,
Nils Olav,
Derrick Morgan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxette,
Sugar Minott,
Roger Hodgson,
Jeff Lynne,
Ponytail,
Hardrive,
Cybotron,
Amon Düül,
Henry Cow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erykah Badu,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
F. McDonald,
Underground Resistance,
Kool Moe Dee,
Joyce Sims,
Alison Limerick,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.