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 Bahamas and from Stockholm.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Porter Ricks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Roxy Music tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Tommy Roe,
Barbara Tucker,
Slave,
X-102,
Todd Rundgren,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Colin Newman,
The Modern Lovers,
Nirvana,
Lindisfarne,
Boredoms,
Joyce Sims,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
Roger Hodgson,
Arcadia,
Sixth Finger,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Slick Rick,
Eden Ahbez,
Amon Düül,
Kool Moe Dee,
LL Cool J,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Stetsasonic,
Altered Images,
Heaven 17,
The Star Department,
Stockholm Monsters,
Supertramp,
Simply Red,
John Lydon,
Zapp,
Talk Talk,
The Flesh Eaters,
Wolf Eyes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Mojo Men,
Quantec,
Silicon Teens,
kango's stein massive,
Niagra,
Porter Ricks,
Adolescents,
Junior Murvin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Dead C,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
Bootsy Collins,
Brick,
Charles Mingus,
Organ,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.