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 Norway and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Halifax.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 the Slits to the dance 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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Deepchord,
One Last Wish,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cal Tjader,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Connie Case,
Masters at Work,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tomorrow,
Skaos,
Whodini,
Stetsasonic,
the Swans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bobby Womack,
UT,
Young Marble Giants,
Shoche,
Excepter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Axelrod,
The Busters,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
The Moody Blues,
Monolake,
Crooked Eye,
Warsaw,
Quadrant,
The Litter,
Heaven 17,
Fatback Band,
Moby Grape,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rekid,
Mr. Review,
Smog,
Massinfluence,
The Count Five,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harmonia,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Monks,
The Searchers,
New York Dolls,
Joey Negro,
New Order,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eddi Front,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Slick Rick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Grass Roots,
The Real Kids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Lynne,
Dave Gahan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.