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 United States and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Faust to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre 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?
Donny Hathaway,
Con Funk Shun,
Easy Going,
Hashim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Goldenarms,
The Zeros,
Mo-Dettes,
Junior Murvin,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Circle Jerks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Man Parrish,
The Standells,
B.T. Express,
Angry Samoans,
Skaos,
Minnie Riperton,
Accadde A,
Dark Day,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
Carl Craig,
Joensuu 1685,
Los Fastidios,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
cv313,
Neu!,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bad Manners,
The Fugs,
Hasil Adkins,
The Buckinghams,
MC5,
Liliput,
Grey Daturas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultra Naté,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Slick Rick,
Glenn Branca,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
MDC,
The Slits,
Black Sheep,
Derrick May,
JFA,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Patti Smith,
Thee Headcoats,
Brothers Johnson,
Joyce Sims,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cure,
Aaron Thompson,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.