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 Slovenia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Columbus.
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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the sitar 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 Spandau Ballet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Khruangbin,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bill Near,
Deadbeat,
Fluxion,
Ituana,
The Birthday Party,
The Motions,
Nick Fraelich,
The Fuzztones,
The Young Rascals,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Absolute Body Control,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
The Wake,
John Holt,
Roy Ayers,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stiv Bators,
Cluster,
Robert Görl,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fugazi,
Reagan Youth,
The Grass Roots,
The Trojans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Q65,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Interpol,
June of 44,
Flipper,
The Fall,
Rekid,
Lou Christie,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
The Evens,
Peter & Gordon,
Y Pants,
Underground Resistance,
PIL,
Qualms,
LL Cool J,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Robert Wyatt,
Hardrive,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Cell,
the Soft Cell,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sonic Youth,
Model 500,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Donny Hathaway,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.