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 Bahamas and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 marimba 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 Rekid to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Girls At Our Best!,
Black Flag,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
The Searchers,
Wings,
Cameo,
K-Klass,
Man Eating Sloth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
KRS-One,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wire,
The Litter,
Interpol,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Black Dice,
Country Teasers,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Mills,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Fania All-Stars,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
Kayak,
The Doors,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
The Blackbyrds,
Urselle,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Guru Guru,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultravox,
Tres Demented,
The Moody Blues,
Y Pants,
The Walker Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Dead C,
Gang Starr,
Warsaw,
Sonic Youth,
John Lydon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.