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 Mali and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 Delhi and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Massinfluence to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare,
The Divine Comedy,
The Leaves,
China Crisis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Duran Duran,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drive Like Jehu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Echospace,
Schoolly D,
The Gladiators,
Boogie Down Productions,
Au Pairs,
Slave,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The United States of America,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marine Girls,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
Silicon Teens,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Music Machine,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cramps,
Pussy Galore,
Dead Boys,
Nirvana,
Marmalade,
David Axelrod,
F. McDonald,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Mills,
The Doors,
The Cowsills,
Robert Wyatt,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Babytalk,
cv313,
Erasure,
Boredoms,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.