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 Djibouti and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Eddi Front to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Supertramp,
Excepter,
ABC,
Shuggie Otis,
Q and Not U,
James White and The Blacks,
Sonic Youth,
Man Parrish,
Grey Daturas,
B.T. Express,
Marvin Gaye,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gap Band,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
Patti Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Todd Terry,
Flash Fearless,
Underground Resistance,
The Divine Comedy,
Gong,
the Germs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Soulsonic Force,
Nils Olav,
Jawbox,
Wolf Eyes,
Heaven 17,
Gang Green,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Eric Dolphy,
Eddi Front,
Main Source,
Oblivians,
China Crisis,
X-101,
Pagans,
The Litter,
Ten City,
Lou Reed,
Intrusion,
Hashim,
48th St. Collective,
Blossom Toes,
Swell Maps,
Charles Mingus,
Gil Scott Heron,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
Moby Grape,
Eric Copeland,
The Doors,
the Normal,
DNA,
Mad Mike,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.