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 Montenegro and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Five Americans to the electroclash 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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick May,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Smoke,
Monolake,
The Sound,
Pantaleimon,
The Evens,
June Days,
Excepter,
Fela Kuti,
PIL,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brothers Johnson,
F. McDonald,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Janne Schatter,
MC5,
Adolescents,
DJ Sneak,
Easy Going,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Zapp,
The Velvet Underground,
Agent Orange,
Qualms,
Bad Manners,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Moss Icon,
The American Breed,
ABC,
Nas,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Television Personalities,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tim Buckley,
Country Teasers,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
Amon Düül,
The Happenings,
Aloha Tigers,
The Trojans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Junior Murvin,
David McCallum,
Skarface,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Symarip,
Sarah Menescal,
The Zeros,
Spoonie Gee,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.