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 Jamaica and from Shanghai.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television 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 Black Moon to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Last Poets,
Cybotron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Godley & Creme,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lee Hazlewood,
JFA,
Agitation Free,
the Bar-Kays,
Eve St. Jones,
The Real Kids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gong,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Von Mondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Doors,
Amon Düül II,
Marvin Gaye,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
John Coltrane,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Stooges,
MC5,
Eric Copeland,
Marine Girls,
New Age Steppers,
Quadrant,
The Modern Lovers,
Bauhaus,
Deadbeat,
Yazoo,
Swell Maps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Charles Mingus,
Minor Threat,
Average White Band,
The Index,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Angels of Light,
June Days,
Al Stewart,
Ossler,
The Knickerbockers,
the Slits,
Zero Boys,
Jawbox,
The Happenings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pop Group,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Martian,
The Monochrome Set,
Vladislav Delay,
Cymande,
The Dead C,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Warsaw,
Surgeon,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.