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 Uganda and from Sao Paulo.
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 Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wake to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Lou Reed,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
The Offenders,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
L. Decosne,
The Golliwogs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Robert Görl,
Monolake,
Curtis Mayfield,
Subhumans,
The Buckinghams,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bizarre Inc.,
Shoche,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agent Orange,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soft Cell,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Make Up,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
the Human League,
The American Breed,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cecil Taylor,
Ten City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Happenings,
Can,
Fad Gadget,
Panda Bear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Chrome,
Marmalade,
Bobby Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Red Krayola,
Oneida,
Nas,
The Residents,
Gang of Four,
Swell Maps,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scion,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dennis Brown,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.