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 Turkey and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Grass Roots to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
The Neon Judgement,
Outsiders,
The Victims,
Ronan,
The Selecter,
Joey Negro,
Nick Fraelich,
Ronnie Foster,
John Lydon,
Morten Harket,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
T. Rex,
Sister Nancy,
Henry Cow,
Minutemen,
Joyce Sims,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Yellowson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crime,
Newcleus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Skatalites,
X-102,
The Tremeloes,
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
Public Enemy,
Bang On A Can,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Skaos,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Alison Limerick,
The Wake,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pylon,
Depeche Mode,
DJ Style,
Robert Hood,
World's Most,
Lee Hazlewood,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
Ice-T,
New Age Steppers,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.