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 Paraguay and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Q and Not U to the techno 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls 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?
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Osbourne,
Wally Richardson,
Rakim,
Cluster,
Danielle Patucci,
Hoover,
The Toasters,
Oblivians,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rites of Spring,
Graham Central Station,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalo Schifrin,
Mission of Burma,
Lalann,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Selecter,
The Saints,
The Happenings,
Mantronix,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Names,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Seeds,
Unwound,
Monolake,
Roger Hodgson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Deakin,
Todd Rundgren,
Sam Rivers,
Marine Girls,
The United States of America,
Radiopuhelimet,
Outsiders,
Lebanon Hanover,
Underground Resistance,
The Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Babytalk,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Heaven 17,
Y Pants,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stetsasonic,
The Modern Lovers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Idris Muhammad,
Von Mondo,
The Count Five,
Circle Jerks,
Lyres, Lyres, Lyres, Lyres.
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.