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 Cyprus and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Erasure to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Five Americans,
Neil Young,
The Evens,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Angels of Light,
Dual Sessions,
Leonard Cohen,
Moss Icon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
ABBA,
Mandrill,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nico,
The Doors,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Technova,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Glambeats Corp.,
T. Rex,
Public Enemy,
The Gladiators,
Lungfish,
Soul II Soul,
Bauhaus,
The Saints,
Soulsonic Force,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
Nik Kershaw,
Stetsasonic,
Audionom,
The Residents,
10cc,
Harpers Bizarre,
Zero Boys,
Yazoo,
Adolescents,
Altered Images,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Section 25,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Holt,
the Germs,
Archie Shepp,
Reuben Wilson,
Wings,
The New Christs,
The Pretty Things,
Negative Approach,
Pantaleimon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Prince Buster,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camouflage,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
The American Breed,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.