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 Cuba and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin 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 Japan to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Franke,
Pulsallama,
Los Fastidios,
The Toasters,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jeff Lynne,
Don Cherry,
Tim Buckley,
Hoover,
Iggy Pop,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultravox,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Standells,
Ronan,
Agitation Free,
Mission of Burma,
Supertramp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mary Jane Girls,
Can,
Monolake,
The Invisible,
Dave Gahan,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
John Lydon,
Nik Kershaw,
Bluetip,
Connie Case,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Prince Buster,
Black Bananas,
The Modern Lovers,
Tom Boy,
Gichy Dan,
Accadde A,
Nas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Fatback Band,
Funky Four + One,
Gang Starr,
Lee Hazlewood,
Crime,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Rufus Thomas,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
Rites of Spring,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
the Soft Cell,
the Slits,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.