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 Uganda and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the rock 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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Glambeats Corp.,
Roy Ayers,
Matthew Bourne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Shoche,
Slave,
The Star Department,
John Cale,
Technova,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Negative Approach,
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed,
A Certain Ratio,
Depeche Mode,
The Red Krayola,
Minutemen,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cameo,
Can,
Eurythmics,
Metal Thangz,
The Vogues,
Interpol,
Model 500,
the Association,
Unrelated Segments,
The Techniques,
Zero Boys,
Quadrant,
Derrick May,
The Velvet Underground,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Minnie Riperton,
The Evens,
The Young Rascals,
Make Up,
Dead Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Half Japanese,
The Buckinghams,
Cecil Taylor,
Kool Moe Dee,
June of 44,
the Bar-Kays,
Althea and Donna,
Ralphi Rosario,
Adolescents,
David Bowie,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moss Icon,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
The Divine Comedy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Carl Craig,
CMW,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's 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.