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 Ukraine and from Bologna.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Agitation Free to the grunge 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Joe Smooth,
The Zeros,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Doors,
Shuggie Otis,
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Masters at Work,
Simply Red,
H. Thieme,
Adolescents,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gories,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The New Christs,
Lightning Bolt,
Danielle Patucci,
Cymande,
Malaria!,
Juan Atkins,
Joey Negro,
Roxette,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Nico,
Jacob Miller,
Black Sheep,
Neil Young,
Symarip,
Mantronix,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Star Department,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stiv Bators,
Visage,
Deepchord,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Starr,
EPMD,
Sällskapet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Althea and Donna,
X-101,
Lakeside,
Minutemen,
World's Most,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.